From His Hand to Ours

From His hands to ours
Graciously He brings forth
A rainbow of flowers
And fruits of the earth
A plethora of wealth
Bursting from the land
Beauty and health
Pouring from His hand

But what if we turned
Our backs on this yield
And what if we spurned
The fruit of this field
And what if we carelessly
Trod under-foot
The vine with its gloriously
Rich-laden fruit?

From this earth to His Kingdom
The harvest is white
Is there anyone willing
To work here tonight?
From His hand to ours
But someday again
He will gather the flowers
That have not bloomed in vain

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Janet Martin