Enough

Enough for each day, is every day's hunger;
enough for our hunger, the bread God has giv'n.
Enough for that bread, the rain and the thunder
awakening seedlings to rise up and live.

Enough for the seeds, the earth turning over;
enough for that turning, the hand on the plow.
Enough for the hands, the grain that is growing,
the sun in heavens, the goodness of now.

Consider the birds, with nothing to harvest;
consider the flowers in Solomon's robes.
Consider the gifts poured out from the Father,
creation unfolding in wonders untold.

Consider the stars, their worlds without number;
consider the sparrow whose falling is known.
We walk in God's care, among all these wonders:
We're never abandoned and never alone.

Then come lift your hands in praise of the Father,
and come lift your voices, for love of the Son,
and lift up your hearts, the Spirit to honor,
the Trinity praising, whose love is our own.