Lord, We Thank Thee for the Pleasure

Lord

we thank Thee for the plea­sure

That our hap­py life­time gives

For the bound­less worth and trea­sure

Of a soul that ev­er lives;

Mind that looks be­fore and af­ter

Lifting eyes to things above;

Human tears

and hu­man laugh­ter

And the depths of hu­man love.

For the thrill

the leap

the glad­ness

Of our puls­es flow­ing free;

E’en for ev­ery touch of sad­ness

That may bring us near­er Thee;

But

above all other kind­ness

Thine un­ut­ter­able love

Which

to heal our sin and blind­ness

Sent Thy dear Son from above.

Teach us so our days to num­ber

That we may be ear­ly wise;

Dreamy mist

or cloud

or slum­ber

Never dull our heav’n­ward eyes.

Hearty be our work and will­ing

As to Thee

and not to men;

For we know our soul’s ful­fill­ing

Is in Heav’n

and not ’til then.