Beholden
brothers and sisters
bow your heads
and lift your hearts
oh heavenly father
this morning we rise
and step a bit closer to thee
the twilight, the eyes that see
we give thanks and praise for these
may the fruits of our labor be bountiful
and the nectarine oh so sweet
keep the door to our hearts open Lord
so others may join us to feast
in Jesus' name
amen
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