lyrics
"The Humble Heart"
The proud and lofty I despise,
And bless the meek and low,
I hear the humble soul that cries,
And comfort I bestow.
Of all the trees among the wood
I'd choose one little vine,
The meek and low are nigh to me,
The humble heart is mine.
Tall cedars fall before the wind,
The tempest breaks the oak
While slender vines will bow and bend
And rise beneath the stroke.
I've chosen me one pleasant grove
And set my lovely vine,
Here in my vineyard will I rove,
The humble heart is mine.
Of all the flocks that fill the land
One little band I've chose,
Let loose above a simple dove
And set her peace on those.
The lovely object of my love
Around my heart shall twine,
My flock, my vineyard, and my dove,
The humble heart is mine.
"Pretty Treasures"
One, two, three, four,
All of these and many more,
Only look, look and see,
Pretty treasures given me.
In this simple, pretty way,
Mother says that we may play,
Count the jewels, roll the ball,
Have simplicity with all
credits
from
Shaker Songs,
released January 24, 2019
Text: adapted from "The Humble Heart," George DeWitt Hymnal, New Lebanon, 1822, and "Only look, look and see," unknown origin, recorded in "The Gift to be Simple" by Edward D. Andrews
Music: El Rich
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