Not everything that I write about here will have to do with American history.  From time to time I just like to share about things that I have read or heard that have impressed me deeply and which I think you might appreciate.  Today is a case in point.

The new school year is, for me, sort of like New Year’s Day functions for many Americans.  I think of it as a time for new beginnings and a time to take stock of who I am and who I want to be.  One of my goals for the coming year is to practice gratitude in a more self-conscious way.  This is due in large part to a book that I read toward the end of the summer, Living into Community: Cultivating Practices that Sustain Us, by Christine Pohl.   The first practice that Pohl highlights is the expression of gratitude, and much of what she had to say hit me right between the eyes.

It was Pohl’s book that alerted me to another poem by George Herbert that will go immediately into my commonplace book.  I have written about Herbert before with regard to his marvelous poem “Joseph’s Coat.”   Below I am copying another of Herbert’s poems from the same collection, a piece simply and appropriately titled “Gratefulness.”

George Herbert (1599-1633) from a 1674 painting by Robert White

George Herbert (1593-1633) from a 1674 painting by Robert White

But first, a reminder about who George Herbert was.  George Herbert was born at the end of the 16th century into a powerful English family. His father held the aristocratic title “Lord of Cherbury” and sat in Parliament. The son, who was educated at Cambridge and became a favorite of England’s King James I, seemed destined to a life of wealth, prestige, and political prominence before he decided to take orders as an Anglican priest in his mid-thirties. For three years he labored as a country parson in a tiny parish southwest of London, before succumbing to tuberculosis at the age of thirty-nine. “Gratefulness” is part of a collection of poems by Herbert that was published shortly after his death.  I hope  it speaks to you as it has to me.


Thou that hast given so much to me,
Give one thing more, a grateful heart.
See how thy beggar works on thee
By art.

He makes thy gifts occasion more,
And says, If he in this be crossed,
All thou hast given him heretofore
Is lost.

But thou didst reckon, when at first
Thy word our hearts and hands did crave,
What it would come to at the worst
To save.

Perpetual knockings at thy door,
Tears sullying thy transparent rooms,
Gift upon gift, much would have more,
And comes.

This notwithstanding, thou wenst on,
And didst allow us all our noise:
Nay thou hast made a sigh and groan
Thy joys.

Not that thou hast not still above
Much better tunes, than groans can make;
But that these country-airs thy love
Did take.

Wherefore I cry, and cry again;
And in no quiet canst thou be,
Till I a thankful heart obtain
Of thee:

Not thankful, when it pleaseth me;
As if thy blessings had spare days:
But such a heart, whose pulse may be
Thy praise.

St. Andrew's Church in Bemerton, Wiltshire, where George Herbert served as rector.

St. Andrew’s Church in Bemerton, Wiltshire, where George Herbert served as rector.

7 responses to “ON GRATITUDE

  1. This blog post reminds me to be grateful to God(Father, Son, and Holy Spirit) for our salvation as believers, for the beautiful area in which my beloved wife and I live along the Mississippi River, for books to read and for the value of religious liberty in our country, as well as for our Missouri Synod Lutheran church. I appreciate your blog which helps me keep abreast of history and the Christian faith. May God bless you and your family.

  2. Hilary Keniston

    The dates and age of Herbert don’t add up? Thank you for your blog. I do enjoy it as part of my devotional time when I can. I too am reminded to be grateful and think on this.

    • Thank you for catching this, Hillary. I mistyped Herbert’s year of birth and have now corrected it. I am glad that you enjoy the blog. TM

  3. On gratitude, I recently read and enjoyed Peter J. Leithart’s GRATITUDE: An Intellectual History (Baylor U. Press, 2014). It contains much to ponder!

  4. How timely this poem! How true that our Lord is the source of a grateful heart. Try as we might on our own gratefulness is at best reserved for special occasions. I look forward to reading more excerpts from Christine Pohl’s book. Thanks,

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