Full Lyrics
1. Praise to God, immortal praise,
For the love that crowns our days;
Bounteous source of every joy,
Let Thy praise our tongues employ.
2. For the blessings of the field,
For the stores the gardens yield;
For the vine's exalted juice,
For the generous olive's use.
3. Flocks that whiten all the plain,
Yellow sheaves of ripened grain;
Clouds that drop their fattening dews,
Suns that temperate warmth diffuse.
