  Dear Lord, for all the joyous days Thy loving hands to us have told We thank thee humbly, and we praise Thy wondrous mercies manifold! We thank thee for thy gifts of love, Thy blessed benisons of good, For all thy mercies born above, And every fond beatitude. For all the blessings thou hast sent,— For paths that led us far from wrong,— For holy joys and sweet content, We praise thee with our hearts of song. From thy rich treasuries above Thy freest bounties full have come To swell the laughters of our love Around the happy hearths of home. The fields have borne abundant store; The roses and the lilies white Have crowned the prairies and the shore With raptures of their love and light. The orchards bend with fruitage tall, And plenty rules from sea to sea, Dear Lord, in thankfulness to thee! Through mingled ways of shine and shade Thou hast our foot-steps guided far, And all our pilgrimages made Glad journeys under sun and star. Our sacrifice, O Lord, we bring! Thou hast sufficed for every need; Bless thou the meager offering Of vagrant heart, imperfect deed! And be our Keeper through the night, And through the long years of our quest, Till thou shalt welcome to delight And lead us in the ways of rest! |
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