With gratitude I receive my life As Your vineyard to tend With both new and old growth To nurture and protect Tasked to tend both healthy and frail With loving resolve as all deserve l must gently feed and prune and trim Even to remove and plant again.
Arising daily to walk these fields With vigilance, climbing the hillsides With careful steps, walking the valleys Watching closely to see and protect Kneeling to tend and nurture Knowing that all this is His Given in trust and test. Not mine to own or hoard But to tend and nurture That it bear much good fruit.
For this life-vineyard is mine only to tend And in gratitude to cultivate with love That in the hopeful time of harvest It will produce the finest vintage. I welcome Your return in thanks for the honor Of lovingly tending Your vines And in faith and hope to someday share The sweet vintage of Your love.