For the beauty of the earth,
for the glory of the skies,
for the love which from our birth
over and around us lies,
of the day and of the night,
hill and vale, and tree and flow'r,
sun and moon and stars of light,
For the joy of human love,
brother, sister, parent, child,
friends on earth and friends above,
for all gentle thoughts and mild,
For each perfect gift of thine
to our race so freely giv'n
graces human and divine,
flow'rs of earth and buds of heav'n,
Lord of all, to thee we raise
this our hymn of grateful praise.
Folliot S. Pierpoint, 1864
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