Cântăre We plough the fields

We plough 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.



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All good gifts around us

Are sent from heaven above.

Then thank the Lord, O thank the Lord,

For all His love.



He only is the Maker

Of all things near and far;

He paints the wayside flower;

He lights the evening star;

The winds and waves obey Him;

By Him the birds are fed;

Much more to us, His children,

He gives our daily bread.



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We thank Thee, then O Father,

For all things bright and good,

The seed time and the harvest,

our life, our health, our food:

No gifts have we to offer

For all Thy love imparts,

But that which Thou desirest,

Our humble, thankful hearts.



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