You crown the year with your bounty, and your carts overflow with abundance.
The grasslands of the wilderness overflow; the hills are clothed with gladness.
The meadows are covered with flocks and the valleys are mantled with grain; they shout for joy and sing. [Psalm 65:11-13]
It's August, the sun is shining, and the fields are golden brown. The end of Psalm 65 was written for August....!
What an amazing thought: the meadows & valleys are in full song! Driving through country lanes this afternoon, I too sang at the top of my voice!
But I'm intrigued by the singing fields - I wonder, if I get really quiet inside, will I be able to hear them......
But I'm intrigued by the singing fields - I wonder, if I get really quiet inside, will I be able to hear them......
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