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Peace be within thy walls, prosperity within thy palaces. Ps. cxxii : 7.

456 Thou openest thy hand and satisfiest the desire of every living thing. Ps. cxlv: 16.

I O Lord of heaven, and earth, and sea,

To Thee all praise and glory be ;
How shall we show our love to Thee,
Who givest all?

2 The golden sunshine, vernal air,

Sweet flowers and fruit Thy love declare;
Where harvests ripen, Thou art there,
Who givest all.

3 For peaceful homes and healthful days,
For all the blessings earth displays,
We owe Thee thankfulness and praise,
Who givest all.

4 For souls redeemed, for sins forgiven,
For means of grace and hopes of heav'n,
What can to Thee, O Lord, be given,
Who givest all?

5 We lose what on ourselves we spend,
We have as treasures without end
Whatever, Lord, to Thee we lend,
Who givest all.

457 O give thanks unto the Lord for he is good; for his mercy endureth forever.

Ps. cxxxvi: 1.

I Praise, O praise our heavenly 6 Praise Him, that the rain cloud

Bring the sacrifice of praise into the house of the Lord. Jer. xxxiii: 11

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They joy before thee according to the joy of harvest. Isa. ix: 3.

I Praise to God, immortal praise,
For the love that crowns our days;
Bounteous source of every joy,
Let Thy praise our tongues em-
ploy.

2 For the blessings of the field;
For the stores the gardens yield;
For the vine's exalted juice;
For the generous olive's use.

3 Flocks that whiten all the plain: Yellow sheaves of ripen'd grain; Clouds that drop their fattening

dews;

Suns that temperate warmth diffuse:

4 All that spring with bounteous
hand

Scatters o'er the smiling land,
All that liberal autumn pours
From her rich o'erflowing stores;

5 These to Thee, my God, we owe, Source whence all our blessings

flow;

And for these my soul shall raise
Grateful vows and solemn praise.