O give thanks to Him who made

Verse 1

Oh, give thanks to him who made Morning light and evening shade; Source and giver of all good, Nightly sleep and daily food; Quickener of our wearied powers; Guard of our unconscious hours.

Verse 2

Oh, give thanks to nature's King, Who made every breathing thing: His, our warm and sentient frame, His, the mind's immortal flame. Oh, how close the ties that bind Spirits to the Eternal Mind!

Verse 3

Oh, give thanks with heart and lip, For we are his workmanship; And all creatures are his care: Not a bird that cleaves the air Falls unnoticed; but who can Speak the Father's love to man?

Verse 4

Oh, give thanks to him who came In a mortal, suffering frame Temple of the Deity Came, for rebel man to die; In the path himself hath trod, Leading back his saints to God.