It is meet that we worship

This spring I discovered (via translation) the beauty of Old English Christian Poetry. Caedmon's Hymn, one of my favorites, is worth meditating on:

It is meet that we worship the Warden of heaven,
The might of the Maker, His purpose of mind,
The Glory-Father's work when of all His wonders
Eternal God made a beginning.
He earliest stablished for earth's children
Heaven for a roof, the Holy Shaper;
Then mankind's Warden created the world,
Eternal Monarch, making for men
Land to live on, Almighty Lord!

(translated by Charles W. Kennedy, from Early English
Christian Poetry [New York: Oxford University Press, 1952], 13. Blame Dr. Sanders.)

You can hear a recording of someone reading the Hymn in Old English here (scroll to the bottom of the page). This link also has the story of Caedmon (I think he was charismatic :-) ) and the Hymn in Old English, for anyone who's fortunate enough to know that language.

In the service of our Eternal Monarch,

Ruhamah