Poems Or What Happens When I Can't Think In Prose: An Evening Hymn

Thursday, October 21, 2004

An Evening Hymn

For the fruits of his creation Thanks be to God For the gifts to every nation Thanks be to God For the ploughing, the sowing, reaping Silent growth while men are sleeping Future needs in earth's safe keeping Thanks be to God. In the just reward of labor God's will is done In the help we give our... Sign in to see full entry.

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