Six 7's [1617]Dix: Conrad Kocher, 1838; William Henry Monk, 1861 Anna Laetitia Barbauld, 1772 Praise to God, immortal praise, For the love that crowns our days; Bounteous source of every joy, Let thy praise our tongues employ: All to thee, our God, we owe, Source whence all our blessings flow. All the plenty summer pours; Autumn's rich o'erflowing stores; Flocks that whiten all the plain; Yellow sheaves of ripened grain: Lord, for these our souls shall raise Grateful vows and solemn praise. Peace, prosperity, and health, Private bliss, and public wealth, Knowledge with its gladdening streams, Pure religion's holier beams: Lord, for these our souls shall raise Grateful vows and solemn praise. As thy prospering hand hath blest, May we give thee of our best; And by deeds of kindly love For thy mercies grateful prove; Singing thus through all our days, Praise to God, immortal praise. Amen. |