I thank Thee, dear Lord, for the blue of the skies,
For the green of the woods and fields,
For the river that ripples and sparkles by,
For the harvest the brown earth yields,
For the birds that sing
and the flowers that bloom,
For the breath of the cooling breeze.
Thou hast made them all so beautiful,
I thank Thee, Dear Lord, for these.
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