Poems for farm harvest
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Under the sun, the fields come alive,
With sweat on our brow, we work and strive,
Ploughing the earth, planting seeds with care,
Eledumare’s blessings, everywhere.
(Chorus)
Eledumare, bless this land we sow,
Guide our hands as the crops grow,
With your divine touch, we thrive,
In harvest’s joy, we come alive.
The days turn into weeks, seasons pass by,
Tending the crops, under the vast sky,
Golden grains waving, dance in the breeze,
Eledumare’s love, makes our hearts seize.
(Chorus)
Eledumare, bless this land we sow,
Guide our hands as the crops grow,
With your divine touch, we thrive,
In harvest’s joy, we come alive.
As the harvest moon lights up the night,
We gather together, in pure delight,
Reaping the fruits of our labor’s yield,
Eledumare’s grace, forever revealed.
(Chorus)
Eledumare, bless this land we sow,
Guide our hands as the crops grow,
With your divine touch, we thrive,
In harvest’s joy, we come alive.
From barns burst with nature’s abundance,
Gratitude swells for our sustenance,
Eledumare’s blessings, we will share,
With open hearts, love and care we bear.
(Chorus)
Eledumare, bless this land we sow,
Guide our hands as the crops grow,
With your divine touch, we thrive,
In harvest’s joy, we come alive
Mimo Mimo ni ti Oluwa Olorun
Iba fun Eledumare
Iba Asee.
