Verse 1
The leaves fall soft with peaceful grace,
Each one a prayer in time and space.
The morning air is crisp and true,
And all I want is more of You.
Pre-Chorus I’ve tasted joy, I’ve walked through pain, But only You can fill again.
Chorus Bless me now, oh Savior, hear my autumn prayer, Bounty I consider is knowing You are there. Not gold, not grain, not earthly store— But hunger met in knowing more. Bless me now, oh Savior, hear my autumn prayer.
Verse 2
My heart thirsteth for God—I long to know Him more,
Like rivers in the desert, I seek His open door.
The world may offer plenty, but none of it will do,
For all I truly treasure is found in knowing You.
Bridge Let righteousness rise like the morning sun, Let mercy shine till the day is done. I lift my heart, I lift your praise— In Jesus name and Holy ways.
Final Chorus Bless me now, oh Savior, hear my autumn prayer, Bounty I consider is knowing You are there. Not gold, not grain, not earthly store— But hunger met in knowing more. Bless me now, oh Savior, hear my autumn prayer.
Outro (spoken or sung softly) The leaves may fall, the seasons change, But You remain—my heart’s true range. Bless me now… oh Savior… hear my autumn prayer.
🎶 Autumn Prayer Final Verse & Outro
Verse 3
The leaves may fall, the seasons change,
But You remain—my strength, my aim.
Bless me now… Sweet Jesus… hear my autumn prayer,
With gratitude and love I lift Your holy name.
Final Chorus (reprise) Bless me now, oh Savior, hear my autumn prayer, Bounty I consider is knowing You are there. Not gold, not grain, not earthly store— But hunger met in knowing more. Bless me now, oh Savior, hear my autumn prayer.
Orchestral Outro (spoken or sung softly) You are my sunrise, my steady flame, My heart’s desire, my soul’s acclaim. Bless me now… Dear Jesus… hear my autumn prayer.
" Thank you God for your provision, your love and your light"
Owner Susan Barker Nikitenko September 2025© MBGEORGEPMNMRMANNABENKBPBCOPT#7
Here’s a poetic and vivid description of a fall painting that brings Matthew 5:6 to life through color, symbolism, and spiritual longing:
🍂 A Painting of Hunger and Hope — Inspired by Matthew 5:6
The leaves on the trees are beautifully greenish blue. They are slowly changing to a bright new hue—amber, gold, and crimson—like hearts awakening to truth. Each leaf seems to whisper a longing, a quiet ache for something more. The branches stretch upward, not in surrender, but in yearning.
A winding path cuts through the forest floor, dappled with light and shadow. It leads toward a distant hill where the sun is rising, casting warm rays across the sky. The sunrise is not just light—it’s promise. The word Righteousness is etched into the path itself, glowing faintly as if lit from within.
To the left of the path, a child kneels beside a stream, cupping water in their hands. Their face is turned upward, eyes closed, lips parted—not in speech, but in thirst. The water sparkles as it pours through their fingers, yet somehow, they are not disappointed. They are being filled.
On the right, an older figure holds a bowl—empty, but expectant. Above them, a gentle hand reaches down from the clouds, pouring golden light into the bowl. It’s not food, not drink, but something deeper. Truth. Presence. Peace. The bowl glows as it receives what the world cannot give.
Scattered throughout the scene are symbols of hunger and thirst: a loaf resting on a stone, a cup nestled in fallen leaves, a vine curling around a tree trunk. Each one untouched, yet radiant—waiting for the soul that seeks.
In the sky, soft clouds drift like prayers. One cloud forms the shape of a heart, pierced by light. Another resembles a dove in flight. The heavens are not distant—they are leaning in, ready to respond.
At the bottom of the painting, in elegant script, the verse is written: “Blessed are they which do hunger and thirst after righteousness: for they shall be filled.” The words shimmer slightly, as if alive—inviting the viewer to step into the scene, to walk the path, to lift their bowl.
This is not just a painting. It is a parable in color. A visual prayer. A reminder that the deepest hunger is holy, and the truest thirst leads to God. In every leaf, every shadow, every sunrise, the promise remains: You will be filled.
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