445. 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,
For the blessings of the field,
For the stores the gardens yield;
For the fruits in full supply,
Ripened 'neath the summer sky;

2 All that spring with bounteous hand
Scatters o'er the smiling land;
All that liberal autumn pours
From her rich, o'erflowing stores;
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.

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First Line: Praise to God, immortal praise
Meter: 7s.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1893
Topic: Praise: Harvest
Notes: Mrs. A. L. Barbauld.
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