His hands are worn
From long day's toil
He makes his bread
From seed and soil
His heart is full with love of land
God bless the farmer's hand
Her heart is full
From children's smiles
Her bosom welcomes
With sweetness fills
Her household warm
With love of home
God bless the mother's womb
Our lives are full with knowledge gained
We take our lives through joy and pain
Our gifts we bring to each day's task
God bless the present and the past
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