Creating God,
You are the source of summer’s splendor—
the beauty and fragrance of delicate flowers,
and sweet sound of birdsong.
We come to you this morning
with delight and gladness,
grateful for all of Your wonders.
As the fields produce their harvest,
may Your love grow within us,
that we too may produce a harvest
of love, hope, and joy. Amen.
You are the source of summer’s splendor—
the beauty and fragrance of delicate flowers,
and sweet sound of birdsong.
We come to you this morning
with delight and gladness,
grateful for all of Your wonders.
As the fields produce their harvest,
may Your love grow within us,
that we too may produce a harvest
of love, hope, and joy. Amen.
~ Adapted from The Abingdon Worship Annual 2009, © 2008 Abingdon Press. Posted on the Ministry Matters website. http://www.ministrymatters.com/
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