God's Mighty Hand
In the misty morning as the Sun slowly rises
Wispy spirals of fog cling to the damp ground
A farmer casts a eager eye up toward Heaven
He knows days of dry weather must be found
In a short eight months the mortgage is due
Long days he has put in working on this farm
He knows that if there are no crops this year
Thoughts of losing his home is cause for alarm
He knows the bank has not had a good year
Extending his loan seem to be mighty bleak
Knowing the weather must help him out now
Else another line of work he will have to seek
Again he cast his eyes up to the Heavenly sky
But this time he has a long prayer with God
Lord, he says in a somewhat awkward manner
Please give us weather to dry out this wet sod
It was then God blessed this believing farmer
A bountiful crop brought money to pay off the land
He then prepared a large feast of Thanksgiving
Knowing he had been guided by God's mighty hand
copyright © 2009 By Acie
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