The God of harvest praise,
With loud thanksgiving raise,
Hand, hearts, and voice,
The valleys laugh and sing,
Forests and mountains ring,
The plains their tribute bring,
The streams rejoice.
This song comes to mind every time we are in the fields harvesting the grains and crop. It’s so beautiful and it captures the spirit of thanksgiving so well. I am always inspired by the grain rolling into the combine as we harvest. God surely gives the increase, whether great or small.
Today I’m thankful for the yields from the fields,
garden produce in jars on my shelf,
bright pumpkins in decor inside and out,
beautiful colors of leaves on the trees,
thankful, thankful for all of these!