The Church of the Open Country

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Excerpt from The Church of the Open Country: A Study of the Church for the Working Farmer The Country Church I Stand in the fields, Where the wide earth yields Her bounties of fruit and grain, Where the furrows turn Till the plowshares burn As they come 'round and 'round again, Where the workers pray With their tools all day In sunshine and shadow and rain. And I bid them tell Of the crops they sell And speak of the work they have done, I speed every man In his hope and plan And follow his day with the sun, And grasses and trees, The birds and the bees I know and I feel ev'ry one. And out of it all As the seasons fall I build my great temple alway, I point to the skies. But my footstone lies In commonplace work of the day, For I preach the worth Of the native earth - To love and to work is to pray. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully, any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.