For the Beauty of the Earth
For the beauty of the earth,
for the beauty of the skies,
For the love which from our birth
over and around us lies,
Lord of all, to Thee we raise
this our hymn of grateful praise.
For the beauty of each hour
of the day and of the night,
hill and vale, and tree and flower,
sun and moon and stars of light,
Lord of all, to Thee we raise
this our hymn of grateful praise.
For the joy of ear and eye,
for the heart and mind’s delight,
for the mystic harmony
linking sense to sound and sight,
Lord of all, to Thee we raise
this our hymn of grateful praise.
For the joy of human love,
brother, sister, parent, child,
friends on earth and friends above,
for all gentle thoughts and mild,
Lord of all, to Thee we raise
this our hymn of grateful praise.
For each perfect gift of Thine
to the earth so freely given
graces human and divine,
flowers of earth and buds of heaven,
Lord of all, to Thee we raise
this our hymn of grateful praise.
(Words: Folliott Sandford Pierpoint. Music: Adapted from a Chorale by Conrad Kocher. As printed in the Book of Praise The Presbyterian Church in Canada, 1997. Words: Public Domain. Music: Public Domain, Harmony © Carman H. Milligan Church CCLI # 2458953)
Psalm 65:1-4, 9-13
1 Praise is due to You,
O God, in Zion;
and to You shall vows be performed,
2 O You who answer prayer!
To You all flesh shall come.
3 When deeds of iniquity overwhelm us,
You forgive our transgressions.
4 Happy are those whom You choose
and bring near to live in Your courts.
We shall be satisfied with the goodness
of Your house, Your holy temple.
9 You visit the earth and water it,
You greatly enrich it;
the river of God is full of water;
You provide the people with grain,
for so You have prepared it.
10 You water its furrows abundantly,
settling its ridges,
softening it with showers,
and blessing its growth.
11 You crown the year with Your bounty;
Your wagon tracks overflow with richness.
12 The pastures of the wilderness overflow,
the hills gird themselves with joy,
13 the meadows clothe themselves with flocks,
the valleys deck themselves with grain,
they shout and sing together for joy.
Look at the World
(Words & Music: John Rutter, (C) 1996 Oxford University Press)
Let All Things Now Living
Let all things now living
a song of Thanksgiving,
to God, our Creator,
triumphantly raise,
Who fashioned and made us,
protected and stayed us
by guiding us on
to the end of our days.
God’s banners are o’er us;
pure light goes before us,
a pillar of fire
shining forth in the night
till shadows have vanished
and darkness is banished,
as forward we travel
from light into Light.
By God who enforces:
the stars in their courses
and sun in its orbit
obediently shine.
The hills and the mountains,
the rivers and fountains,
the depths of the ocean
proclaim God divine.
We, too, should be voicing
our love and rejoicing;
with glad adoration
a song let us raise,
till all things now living
unite in thanksgiving:
to God in the highest,
hosanna and praise!
(Words: Katherine K. David, © E.C. Schirmer Music, Col., 1939, 1966.
Music: Welsh Traditional, Public Domain; Harmony: © Royal School of Church Music, as printed in the Book of Praise © The Presbyterian Church in Canada, 1997. Church CCLI # 2458953)
