t seems that hills and valleys wake
To make such holidays.
We thank our God this Autumn day,
As birds are waking in the vale,
For health and strength to walk his way,
Let justice and peace prevail.
And for this food that's waiting here,
Now fill our hearts with faith and love;
And bless our loved ones far and near,
O God, our Father up above.
OFF TO THE WOODS
All nature dons a cool green coat,
Soft breezes blow and white clouds float;
The blue jay screams his piercing note.
The April sun shines fine today,
And all the world is bright and gay.
Small twinkling leaves now dance and play!
The Spring has made a grand debut;
And turned up sod is reddish blue,
Where last year's roses bloomed for you.
And to the woods then let us hie
To gather sorrel for a pie,
And pick some posies from the rye.
O Daughter com