Reconstruct the poem by dragging each line into its correct position. Your goal is to reassemble the original poem as accurately as possible. As you move the lines, you'll see whether your arrangement is correct, helping you explore the poem's flow and meaning. You can also print out the jumbled poem to cut up and reassemble in the classroom. Either way, take your time, enjoy the process, and discover how the poet's words come together to create something truly beautiful.
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How great is God Almighty,
We gather every day,β
The pleasant summer sun,
God made them, high or lowly,
He made their tiny wings.
The tall trees in the greenwood,
The meadows where we play,
The purple-headed mountain,
Each little bird that sings,β
The cold wind in the winter,
The Lord God made them all.
All creatures great and small,
The poor man at his gate,
All things wise and wonderful,β
Who hath made all things well.
The rushes by the water
The ripe fruits in the garden,β
He made them, every one.
That lighteth up the sky,
And ordered their estate.
All things bright and beautiful,
Each little flower that opens,
The river running by,
And lips that we might tell
He gave us eyes to see them,
The morning, and the sunset
He made their glowing colors,
The rich man in his castle,
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You've successfully reconstructed the poem! Your understanding of poetry and attention to detail is impressive.
All things bright and beautiful, All creatures great and small, All things wise and wonderful,— The Lord God made them all.
Each little flower that opens, Each little bird that sings,— He made their glowing colors, He made their tiny wings.
The rich man in his castle, The poor man at his gate, God made them, high or lowly, And ordered their estate.
The purple-headed mountain, The river running by, The morning, and the sunset That lighteth up the sky,
The cold wind in the winter, The pleasant summer sun, The ripe fruits in the garden,— He made them, every one.
The tall trees in the greenwood, The meadows where we play, The rushes by the water We gather every day,—
He gave us eyes to see them, And lips that we might tell How great is God Almighty, Who hath made all things well.