Riding the train back to Brussels tonight though, I couldn't help but have that song playing on my iPod over and over again. The sky was a gray-blue, which just made the green of the fields pop. It was awesome.
Be praised for all Your tenderness
by these works of Your hands
Suns that rise and rains that fall to bless
and bring to life Your land
Look down upon this winter wheat
and be glad that You have made
Blue for the sky and the color green
that fills these fields with praise
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