Precious Lord, by our word Simple gifts are blest Creatures all, great and small, Heav'nly love express. Love and faithfulness. Let the promise of salvation Come by daily observation In this farmyard, Lord. Be with us.
My old dog takes his walk, Sniffing ev'ry tree. Ev'ry smell seems to tell His biography. Chickens dash 'cross the grass, Cats patrol the yard. Seven geese marching east Form an honor guard. Then a small trumpet call Ringing to the skies. Three loud barks—ARF, ARF, ARF! Wake up and arise.