562 - Come, Sing a Song of Harvest
Come, sing a song of harvest,
Of
thanks for daily food!
To
offer God the firstfruits
Is
old as gratitude.
2
Long,
long ago, the reapers,
Before
they kept the feast,
Put
firstfruits in a basket,
And
took it to the priest.
3
Shall
we, sometimes forgetful
Of
where creation starts,
With
science in our pockets
Lose
wonder from our hearts?
4
May
God, the great Creator,
To
whom all life belongs,
Accept
these gifts we offer,
Our
service and our songs.
5
And
lest the world go hungry
While
we ourselves are fed,
Make
each of us more ready
To
share our daily bread.
