We Offer Praises

We of­fer prais­es

thank­ful prais­es

To our God and king

Who gives us all our ma­ny boun­ties

Makes our hearts to sing;

His hand be­stows us ev­ery bless­ing

Every joy we know;

Of earth­ly good He is the au­thor

Praise Him all be­low.

Thankful prais­es to our God and king

Who gives us all our ma­ny boun­ties

Makes our hearts to sing.

The fields that wave in gold­en ripe­ness

In the au­tumn brown;

The fruits that in a thou­sand or­chards

Weigh the branch­es down;

Our land of li­ber­ty and un­ion

Blessings with­out end;

All these

and more than we can num­ber

Father

Thou dost send.

With all

oh Lord

that Thou dost give us

May we hon­or Thee;

And for the com­forts that sur­round us

Ever thankf­ul be;

To Thee and Thee alone we of­fer

Grateful songs of praise

And ask Thee to at­tend and bless us

Thro’ the com­ing days.