Autumn Splendor

 To Thee, O Lord, our hearts we raise in hymns of adoration,

To Thee bring sacrifice of praise with shouts of exultation.

Bright robes of gold the fields adorn, the hills with joy are ringing,

The valleys stand so thick with corn that even they are singing.

And now, on this our festal day, Thy bounteous hand confessing,

Upon Thine altar, Lord, we lay the firstfruits of Thy blessing.

By Thee all human souls are led with gifts of grace supernal;

Thou, who gives us our daily bread, give us the bread eternal.

O blessèd is that land of God where saints abide forever,

Where golden fields spread fair and broad, where flows the crystal river.

The strains of all its holy throng with ours today are blending,

Thrice blessèd is that harvest song which never hath an ending.

Hymn by William C. Dix 1861

Photos by Hannah Girotti, October 2014

Comments

[Katelyn Wahlquist]

Wow, what pretty pictures Hannah!! You did a great job. Looking at those pictures makes me want to go visit your place again. :)

Thinking of y'all as you are preparing for the wedding.

Have a nice afternoon.

Blessings,
Katelyn

P.S. We got our first snow yesterday! It was only about 1/4 - 1/2 inch. :) I really enjoyed it though.

[Toni]

Beautiful photos, Hannah! I hope you and your family are well. Respiratory bugs have hit our area quite hard. Have a great evening.

[Hannah]

Thank you, Katelyn and Toni!

[Nic]

Beautiful photos!