1 Sweet are the songs of the wild birds,
In the air,
Sweet the perfume of the roses
Bright and fair,
Sweet where the honeybees gather
Stores of good,
But sweeter far
Thy holy thoughts are
Of gratitude.

Refrain:
Gracious Father, unto Thee now we sing,
Incense sweet of praise to Thy feet we bring;
For the Saviour Thou didst so freely give,
We for Thee will henceforth forever live.

2 Lovelier than hues of the rainbow,
Arching high,
Brighter than sun in his splendor
Thru the sky,
Purer than tints of the lily
All abroad,
Saviour divine,
All these doth outshine
The gift of God. [Refrain]