The Earth Is Yours O God

The earth is yours, O God-
you nourish it with rain;
the streams and rivers overflow,
the land bears seed again.

The soil is yours, O God-
the shoots are moist with dew;
and ripened by the burning sun
the corn grows straight and true.

The hills are yours, O God-
their grass is lush and green,
providing pastures for the flocks
which everywhere are seen.

The whole rich land is yours
for fodder or for plough:
and so, for rain, sun, soil and seed,
O God, we thank you now.