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| Text: | Praise to God, Immortal Praise |
| Author: | Anna L. Barbauld |
1 Praise to God, immortal praise,
For the love that crowns our days!
Bounteous Source of ev'ry joy,
Let Thy praise our tongues employ!
2 For the blessings of the field,
For the stores the gardens yield;
Flocks that whiten all the plain;
Yellow sheaves of ripened grain:
3 All that spring, with bounteous hand,
Scatters o’er the smiling land;
All that autumn freely pours
From her overflowing stores:
4 These to Thee, my God, we owe,
Source whence all our blessings flow.
And for these my souls shall raise
Grateful vows and solemn praise.
Amen.
| Text Information | |
|---|---|
| First Line: | Praise to God, immortal praise |
| Title: | Praise to God, Immortal Praise |
| Author: | Anna L. Barbauld |
| Publication Date: | 1937 |
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