Praise we the Lord

Praise we the Lord who made all beauty

For all our senses to enjoy.

Owe we our humble thanks and duty

That simple pleasures never cloy;

Praise we the Lord who made all beauty

For all our senses to enjoy.

Praise Him who makes our life a pleasure,

Sending us things which glad our eyes.

Thank Him who gives us welcome leisure

That in our heart sweet thoughts may rise;

Praise Him who makes our life a pleasure,

Sending us things which glad our eyes.

Praise Him who by a simple flower

Lifts up our hearts to things above;

Thank Him gives to each one power

To find a friend to know and love;

Praise Him who by a simple flower

Lifts up our hearts to things above.