O 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.
O 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!
O 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?