Praise we the Lord,
Who
made all beauty
For
all our senses to enjoy;
Owe
we our humble thanks and duty
That
simple pleasure never cloy;
Praise
we the Lord,
Who
made the beauty
For
all our senses to enjoy.
2
Praise
Him
Who
loves to see young lovers,
Fresh
hearts that swell with youthful pride;
Thank
Him who sends the sunshine above us,
As
bridegroom fit to meet his bride;
Praise
Him who loves to see young lovers,
Fresh
hearts that swell with youthful pride.
3
Praise
Him who by simple flower
Lifts
up our hearts to things above;
Thank
Him who gives to each one power
To
find a friend to know and love;
Praise
Him who by a simple flower
Lifts
up our hearts to things above.