"The eyes of all wait upon Thee, O Lord; and Thou givest them their meat in

due season."

I.

LORD, in Thy Name Thy servants plead,
And Thou hast sworn to hear;

Thine is the harvest, Thine the seed,
The fresh and fading year.

2.

Our hope, when autumn winds blew wild,
We trusted, Lord, with Thee;

And still, now spring has on us smiled,
We wait on Thy decree.

3.

The former and the latter rain,

The summer sun and air,

The green ear, and the golden grain,
All Thine, are ours by prayer.

4.

Thine too by right, and ours by grace.
The wondrous growth unseen,

The hopes that soothe, the fears that brace.
The love that shines serene.

5.

cres. So grant the precious things brought forth
By sun and moon below,

That Thee in Thy new heaven and earth
f We never may forego. Amen.

"The Lord is good to all, and His tender mercies are over all His works."

PSALM LXV.
I.

GOOD is the Lord, our heavenly King,

Who makes the earth His care;

Visits the pastures every spring,
And bids the grain appear.

2.

Good is the Lord, Whose liberal hand
Is daily opened wide,

To scatter plenty through the land,
That all may be supplied.

3.

Good is the Lord! It is His love
Which makes the earth to yield;

His clouds drop fatness from above,
He whitens every field.

4.

f [Good is the Lord! His love should raise
A joyful harvest song:

Say "He is good!" and let His praise
Be heard from every tongue.]*

5.

Good is the Lord! He gives us bread;
He gives His people more;

By Him their souls with grace are fed,
A rich, a boundless store. Amen.

*For Harvest.

"Who giveth food to all flesh, for His mercy endureth for ever,'

A-men.