Prayer Of The Sower

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Blessing to the seed I scatter,

Where it falls upon the meadow,

By the grace of Ukko mighty,

Through the open finger spaces

Of the hand that all things fashioned.

Queen of meadow-land and pasture!

Bid the earth unlock her treasures.

Bid the soil the young seed nourish,

Never shall their teeming forces

Never shall their strength prolific

Fail to nourish and sustain us

If the Daughters of Creation,

They, the free and bounteous givers

Still extend their, gracious favor

Offer still their strong protection.

Rise, O Earth! from out thy slumbers

Bid the soil unlock her treasures!