The Fields of May
On an eve serene in the Ozarks greenThrough a shop and some talk astray,We had mused the breeze strove upon...
Poems authored by Charles Church
On an eve serene in the Ozarks greenThrough a shop and some talk astray,We had mused the breeze strove upon...
The days have passed hard over meAnd swept all in their furious galeEach dearest love washed out to seaTill only...
Who Holds Your Bible?(Written as a song, I am including it here, simply because it remains poetic, and it is...
Where least expected God is found;Where deemed He could not be.To see Him, saint, but turn around,He's waiting there, go...
God of Our Fathers, HearGod of my fathers help me please;God of our fathers save us.All other help has fled...
A Reflection on Newton's "Amazing Grace" What Did You See?"Amazing Grace how sweet the soundThat saved a wretch like me.I...
Long Ago, and Far AwaySo long ago, so far away,But haunting earth unto this day;From Eden’s fall, to latest kinAll...
Sometimes I see the lofty braes, Fine clothed with heather high, And strangely long to endless stray It’s steeps, and...