On a headland to the north of St Andrews stand the ruins of the city’s castle, the main residence of the bishops and archbishops of St Andrews – the focal point of the Church in Medieval Scotland.
Each little flower that opens,
Each little bird that sings,
He made their glowing colours,
He made their tiny wings.
All things bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small,
All things wise and wonderful,
The Lord God made them all.
I'm not sure the crow would particularly appreciate the description in this hymn!
3 comments:
The crow would be right!
Hymn? What hymn?
This is one of my favourite hymns!
Saw quite a lot of crows on the Isle of Man which reminded me of Sligo and Orkney!
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