Thanksgiving to the Lord be­longs
For all His love and care;
With grate­ful hearts and thank­ful songs,
Thanksgiving all may share.
Our Fa­ther from His boun­te­ous hand
Lets many bless­ings fall;
Our life, our friends and free­dom’s land,
We owe to Him our all.

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Sing praise, to the Lord,
For all His boun­ties shown;
Let ev­ery heart a tri­bute bring,
And make His good­ness known.

He speaks, and wak­ing na­ture smiles
In bloom­ing ver­dure, gay,
And Spring in mer­ry song re­viles
Old Win­ter, cold and gray.
He robes the earth in ripe­ness o’er,
His good­ness to pro­claim;
He crowns the year with har­vest store;
Thanksgiving to His name.

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Oh! praise the Lord, whose works ap­pear
In Hea­ven, earth and sea;
His migh­ty name let all re­vere,
And ev­er thank­ful be.
He is a re­fuge for the soul
Who trusts in Him alone,
And when our years shall cease to roll,
We’ll praise him round His throne.

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