Debris

I WILL take an egg out of the robin's nest in the orchard,

I will take a branch of gooseberries from the old bush in the garden, and go and preach to the world;

You shall see I will not meet a single heretic or scorner,

You shall see how I stump clergymen, and confound them,

You shall see me showing a scarlet tomato, and a white pebble from the beach.