Prayer of Thanksgiving

by Ann Weems*

O Lord, you flower the gardens for us

and make green the wastelands

The mountains burst forth with streams of water

and the fields are filled with your bounty

Thank you, God, for all good gifts,

and make our hearts your home

that we might serve you all of our days

and live in the hope of your peace.

Amen

Photo of lavender courtesy Christer Johansson, creative commons license, wikimedia commons

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