All honest things in the world we met

With welcome, fair and free;

A little love is with us yet,

A friend, or two, or three;

Of the sun and moon and stars were glad,

Of the waters of river and sea;

We thank Thee, Lord, for the years we've had,

For the years that yet shall be.

These are our brothers, the winds of the airs,

These are our sisters, the flowers;

Be near us at evening and hear our prayers,

O God, in the late, grey hours.