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Thanksgiving Hymn

-        to the tune of “Bunessan” (Morning Has Broken)*

by Richard S. Barnett

                                    Flowers are fading, days growing shorter,

                                    Autumn sun glowing, painting trees bright;

                                    Harvests are gathered, full beyond measure:

                                    Earth keeps God’s promise, true to His Word.


                                    Pilgrims are singing, praising our Saviour;

                                    Thanks for God’s bounty: peace in our land,

                                    Strength for the plowing, patience ‘till harvest,

                                    Wheat for the winter, bread for our souls.


                                    Shepherd and Fortress, Maker of Heaven,

                                    Author of Healing, Father of Light:

                                    Praise to your goodness and power to save;

                                    Keep us from evil, show us your way.



 *   #469 in the Presbyterian Hymnal

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Forthcoming in the Winter, 2005 issue of AREOPAGUS Magazine (UK)


by Richard S. Barnett

     A fellow-writer, Jeanette Chapman-Little of San Antonio, Texas told our writers group about her early childhood memories of her Welsh paternal great-grandmother Jane Gulliford reading the story of Jesus’ birth from the family Bible. I realized that Jeanette has laid away precious memories in the tradition of Jesus’ mother Mary, who probably sang a cradlesong to her newborn son as she laid him in the manger. The Welsh can’t keep the music out of their voices, even when reading in English. To a child, the Christmas story must have sounded like a wondrous song in the night when Jane Gulliford read it

    I wondered next if Jeanette remembered Great-grandmother singing the Welsh hymn Ar Hyd y Nos — All Through the Night. The Welsh also sing a tender lullaby to the same tune. Being a nation of bards, they have written other verses that Jane Gulliford would know. Perhaps she improvised her own words. I pictured Great-grandmother singing to Jeanette a carol based on the same tune, perhaps like this – but in Welsh: 


                    Love lies in a manger sleeping

                                                One holy night;

                    Godhead in a mother’s keeping

                                                This holy night;

                    Mary hums a tune so tender,

                    Cradle song that God has sent her;

                    Angel choirs to shepherds render

                                                Songs in the night.


                    God, who sent Your Son as Saviour

                                                From sin and shame,

                    We who walked in darkness praise You

                                                That Jesus came:

                    Bless Him who rules the seraphim,

                    Neither sin nor death could hold Him:

                    Now we place all our hope in Him,

                                                Safe in His Name.


© 2005 by Richard S. Barnett



A Cup of Comfort Devotional

"Planting Trees," Richard Barnett's meditation for Arbor Day, April 30, appears in the A Cup of Comfort Devotional, ISBN 1-59337-090-3, published in 2004 by Adams Media, 57 Littlefield Street, Avon, MA 02332, USA. List price, $12.95. The book is on sale at Christian book stores, or it may be ordered from Adams Media at or


Planting Trees 

Then Abraham planted a tamarisk tree at Beersheba, and he worshiped the LORD, the Eternal God, at that place. And Abraham lived in Philistine country for a long time. (Genesis 21:33-34)

        Surely planting a tamarisk or any other tree is a curious thing for a landless wanderer to do?

        For owners of property of any size, planting trees is an investment that adds value and character. Let’s suppose that Abraham planted his tamarisk as a courtesy to the friendly neighbors who granted him passage and valuable grazing and water rights for his flocks and herds.

         Such an action on Abraham’s part returned something to his neighbors. This gesture and others like it account for the courtesy he received later at Hebron when he needed a burial plot.

        Pioneers throughout our nation planted trees by investing themselves in service and generosity. They often began by founding or supporting schools and libraries. Their legacy continues to enrich our nation by nurturing new leaders.

         Abraham planted a tree. So, what are we planting for the benefit of our neighbors?

         Our acts of generosity and service outside our church honor God by acknowledging blessings received and passing them on to others.






 © 2003, 2004, 2005 by Richard S. Barnett



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