Preface for Spring
We give you thanks, O Lord, for times and seasons,
for wheat that grows through winter snow
and now for spring and the promise
that life has many colors
and stirs within the womb.
We give you thanks for greening fields
and warming sun
for winds that move the rainful clouds,
for all the flowering land
the budding tree
and seeds that break the tomb.
The brook runs free, the clod is broken,
and hope is sudden, like the swallow's flight.
Our sleep is deep, O Lord, as vast as death,
and waits the quickening of your word.
We give you thanks for Him
whose newest birth we celebrate in spring
so all may know that beauty is not counterfeit
and earth has yielded up her dead.
Lord of color, Lord of all living things,
we are your glory, and we give you praise
with all your angels and saints as we sing...
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