  With gratitude, O God, we praise Thy holy name to-day, and raise Our hearts to thee; For all Thy gifts sent from above, For life and strength and trust and love, For liberty. For summer days, for smiles and tears, For all our joys and hopes and fears, For storm and fair; For toil and weariness and rest; For sleep; for strength to bear the test Of pain and care; For food and raiment, and increase Of harvest plenty, and for peace, On earth good will. O God, our Father, we this day Give thanks for all, and now we pray Be with us still! —Henry Coyle. Beautiful Mother, we deck thy shrine; All that is brightest and best of ours Found in our gardens, we reckon thine,— God thought of thee when He made the flowers. —Rev. K. D. Beste. |
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