He came to bring the Mourners Joy

While the Earth remaineth, Seedtime and Harvest, Cold and Heat, and Summer and Winter, and Day and Night shall not cease.

Lord, the Earth is blessed by the good Deeds of your Hand. The gentle Rain has fallen; your Bounty covers the Land, your Blessings flow over the Hills and the Valleys. You are our Hope and our Hearts rejoice.

Every Hour of the Day, Lord, our Eyes are lifted up to You. You satisfy every Mouth with Nourishment from Above. The Power flowing from your open Hand never fails. Your Salvation, your Gifts and your Abundance makes every One Glad and Satisfied.

You have generously poured Abundance from your Horn of Plenty. You made the Grass and the Herbs sprout, and You made the Fruit and Grain grow and mature. Your Might has warded off all Harm and Danger, and the yearly Harvest has been blessed.

Lord, we do not deserve all the good Things You have done. Our Conscience and Spirit accuse us of our many Sins. O, grant that the Seed You planted in the Field of our Hearts matures, and through your Mercy the Harvest brings us closer to Heaven.

Lord! help us to use the Earth’s Goodness faithfully. Let it be sanctified through Prayer and God’s Word. Let all we accomplish be sown in your Heart, O Lord! Then we shall know the Harvest will be unspeakably Rich and Great! Amen!