The Good Earth.
"Thank God for the good
earth.
Season by season she
proves her faithfulness,
She offers of her
firstborn,
So generous in her
fruitfulness.
Thank God for the good
earth.
She nurtures with such
care
The small seed entrusted
by the farmer,
Surrendering her progeny,
matured, to the ploughshare.
Thank God for the good
earth.
She clothes the fields
with grass and flower,
Supports and sustains the
giant oak,
And graciously receives
each summer shower.
Thank God for the good
earth.
She, humble, modest, is
aware of man’s abuse,
Yet unconcerned, with a
good grace labours on,
Her patient, quiet
benevolence continues.
Thank God for the good
earth.
Unfailing towards us she
yields her annual harvest,
While we who reap her
bounty without thought,
Take as our right each
year’s bequest.
Thank God for the good
earth.
She our expectations oft
exceeds, and from her flows
A liberal blessing, which
she generously bestows.
Thank God for the god
earth-
Benignest of benefactors."
Then God commanded “Let the earth produce
all kinds of plants, those that bear grain and those that bear fruit”-and it
was done. So the earth produced all kinds of plants, and God was pleased with
what he saw.
Genesis 1, verses 11 and 12.
Across the Pond Penny
