A busy, gratifying time of year.
We plow the fields and scatter the good seed on the land.
But it is fed and watered by God's almighty hand;
He sends the snow in winter, the warmth to swell the grain,
The breezes and the sunshine, and soft refreshing rain.
All good gifts around us are sent from heaven above
So thank the Lord, oh thank the Lord, for all his love.
From the hymn We plow the fields, (words by Matthias Claudius)
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