Praise God for the
harvest of farm and of field
Praise God for the
people who gather their yield
The long hours of
labour the skills of a team
The patience of
science, the power of machine
Praise God for the
harvest that’s sent from afar
From market and
harbour, from tropical shore
Foods packaged and
transported and planted and grown
By God given
neighbours, unseen and unknown.
Praise God for the
harvest that comes from the ground
By drill or by
mineshaft, by opencast mound;
For oil and for iron,
for copper and coal
Praise God who in love
has provided them all.
Praise God for the
harvest of science and skill;
The urge to discover,
create and fulfil;
For all new inventions
that promise to gain
A future more hopeful,
a world more humane.
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