|Oh give thanks to Him who made|
Morning light and evening shade,
Source of Giver of all good,
Nightly sleep and daily food;
Quickener of our wearied powers,
Guard of our unconscious hours.
Oh give thanks to nature's King,
Who made every breathing thing:
His our warm and sentient frame,
His the mind's exultant flame,
Oh, How close the ties that bind
All things to the Eternal Mind!
Oh give thanks with heart and lip,
For we are His workmanship:
And all creatures are His care
Not a bird that cleaves the air
Falls unnoticed: but who can
Speak the Father's love to man?