A full harvest

Wind.

Fire.

Clouds.

Falling rain.

Breath of life.

Comforter.

Let me hear rattling bones.

Fill my nose with the scent of flesh restored.

Lift my eyes to valleys of open graves

Where hope conquers death.

Heal the barren womb.

Speak life to broken soldiers.

Raise all fallen seed a hundredfold.

Let there spring up before all nations,

A harvest of righteousness;

A full harvest.

Amen.

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