Blest be the God of love,
Who gave us eyes, and light, and power this day,
Both to be busy, and to play.
But much more blest be God above,
Who gave me sight alone,
Which to himself he did deny:
For when he sees my ways, I die:
But I have got his son, and he hath none.
Even-song – George Herbert
This is the start of my Wordsmiths of Faith series, highlighting passages that moved me, but also show a magnitude of craftsmanship that is awe-inspiring. It’s mostly for my own benefit, to have a trail of notes, but I hope it aids others as well.