~ Hands Of God ~

The farmer works hard out in the sun
It seems to him the work is never done.
He is calm, sure, believes, and has trust
Knowing that the hands of God are a must.

He sinks his plough deep in the sod
Then plants flower seeds and waits to see
All those blossoms pop up so free.
Again he sees the hands of God.



As beautiful flowers grow in the field
Lovely colors and scent they yield.
As the farmer breathes in the fresh air
He knows the hands of God are there.

The life of a farmer is rewarding to him
As he gathers the beautiful flowers in,
Giving thanks that he has been blest
By the hands of God again.



Glenna M. Baugh 3/02/05
Living by Faith



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