The Canticle of the Sun

Jude and I both memorized “The Canticle of the Sun” by Saint Francis of Assisi┬áduring his second grade block on saints. Each week we focused on learning a single stanza, reciting it while rhythmically tossing bean bags back and forth. The images are so vivid and the pulse of creation is so profound, the poem practically begs to be rendered on paper. We painted the images using wet-on-wet watercolor techniques. (You can see my notes and insights on┬áthis medium here.) Jude pasted his paintings into a bound main lesson book, while I taped my together in an accordion-type display.


Praised be God for brother Sun,
Who shines with splendid glow,
He brings the golden day to us
Thy glory does he show!



Praised be God for sister Moon
And every twinkling star;
They shine in heaven most bright and clear
All glorious they are.



Praised be God for brother Wind
That storms across the skies;
And then grows still, and silent moves
And sweetly sings and sighs.



Praised be God for Water pure
Her usefulness we tell.
So humble, precious, clean and good,
She works for us so well.



Praised be God for brother Fire
Friendly, and wild, and tame;
Tender and warm, mighty and strong
A flashing, flaring flame.



Praised be God for mother Earth
Who keeps us safe and well;
Whose mother heart, all warm with love,
Dark in her depths doth dwell.