Gleaning The Corners

Lev. 19:9

Thou shalt not glean the corners

When the harvest field abound;

Nor strip the grapes from off the vines

So food cannot be found.

For who can count the blessings

Bestowed on us each day?

Who gave to us the showers

As oft we knelt to pray.

That hungry soul that’s passing by

With mother and the child;

Will feed upon God’s blessing

And stop and rest awhile.

And somewhere down the road of life;

That child remembers when

They stopped along your pathway;

It was God’s "feeding bin."

And so it was along the way

When you were sick and sore;

God looked down on the gleaning

And opened heaven’s door.