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We Thank Thee

For flowers that bloom about our feet;

For tender grass, so fresh, so sweet;

For song of bird and hum of bee;

For all things fair we hear or see,—

Father in heaven, we thank Thee! 


For blue of stream and blue of sky,

For pleasant shade of branches high,

For fragrant air and cooling breeze,

For beauty of the blooming trees,—

Father in heaven, we thank Thee! 


For mother-love and father-care,

For brothers strong and sisters fair,

For love at home and school each day,

For guidance lest we go astray,—

Father in heaven, we thank Thee! 


For Thy dear everlasting arms,

That bear us o'er all ills and harms;

For blessed words of long ago

That help us now Thy will to know,—

Father in heaven, we thank Thee! 


We bring to crown the children's hour

The season's wealth of leaf and flower;

And from our loving hearts we say,

For summer-time and children's day,

Father in heaven, we thank Thee!