Psalter 169

Verse 1
Thou visitest the earth in love
And sendest showers from above,
Enriching all the land;
Thy streams exhaustless bless the field,
Preparing it the grain to yield
Provided by Thy hand.

Verse 2
The furrows, sown with living grain,
Are softened by Thy gently rain
The springing corn to bless;
The year with goodness Thou dost crown,
Rich gifts in mercy sending down
To cheer the wilderness.

Verse 3
The hills and vales, with verdure clad
Are girt with joy, the earth is glad,
New life is all abroad;
With feeding flocks the pastures teem,
With golden grain the valleys gleam;
All nature praises God.

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