A Hymn to Vard

I wrote this to the tune of Das Jahr ist gut, a German song about (surprise!) beer.

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The Lord of our brew is kind to His people

When we come together, He eases our speaking

He makes it so easy to talk one to one

The veriest stranger might pass for our mum (might pass for our mum)!

The barrel is full of treasure abounding

Drink deep of His beer, prayers and belches resounding

Let all of His people be stout in their hearts

And pray that their alewives possess His great art (possess His great art)!

When I look upon my friends and my family

I know that the Brew-Lord thinks of me quite highly

He gave me these gifts and a place to belong

Alone we are weak, but together we’re strong (together we’re strong)!