A Prairie Prayer
I am a humble man
Who takes a noble stand
To owe myself to God and to
The bounty of the land
To all that He hath placed upon
The fine and blessed earth
The hills of my existence
The valley of my birth
The sky to give her glory
The fire to keep her warm
The clouds to give her cover
The rain to bring a storm
The tree of my own ancestry
The branch of my descend
The roots of life to bear unto
The leaf to catch the wind
The river of my flowing dream
The brook to drift along
The stream to gather to it
The rock to make her strong
To all that He hath sown upon
For all of man to reap
For all that man hath grown upon
His brother not to weep
May the harvest be fulfilling
May the hungry all be fed
May the bounty be rewarding
May the homeless find a bed
Let the combines in a row
Lay the golden swath ahead
Leave her stems upon the soil
Lift her heart onto a bed
Her yellow fleece surpasses
Like a wisp of morning air
Her glory gives a comfort
Always meant to give and share
Let the belts across the land
Lift the load of heavy grain
Reach the height of their extent
Fill the bins upon the plain
Haste the cars toward the coast
Heavy loads upon the rail
Harbor ports along the shore
Help the ships be set to sail
Let the needy be provided
With a meal they can afford
Let us pray unto the heavens
Giving thanks unto the Lord
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