For the beauty of the earth
For the pure joy of his smile
For the brilliance of the sunset
For the odd grace of the white egret
Lord of all, to Thee I raise
This a hymn of grateful praise**
For the uplifted face of the flower
For the caring presence of a friend
For the satisfaction of great love
For a bold beacon in the night
Lord of all, to Thee I raise
This a hymn of grateful praise
For the beginning–and the end–of a day’s work
For the invigoration of thoughtful conversation
For the light easiness of her laughter
For the peaceful quiet of prayer
Lord of all, to Thee I raise
This a hymn of grateful praise
**Original hymn text by Folliott S. Pierpoint (1864)
