192. Praise to God, immortal praise

1 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.

2 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.

3 Peace, prosperity, and health,
Private bliss, and public wealth,
Knowledge with its gladdening streams,
Pure religions' holier beams:
Lord, for these our souls shall raise
Grateful vows and solemn praise.

4 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.

Text Information
First Line: Praise to God, immortal praise
Author: L. Barbauld (1772, cento)
Meter: 7.7.7.7.7.7.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1914
Topic: Processionals: Thanksgiving and Harvest; Thanksgiving and Harvest
Tune Information
Name: DIX
Composer: C. Kocher
Meter: 7.7.7.7.7.7.
Key: A Major



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