O Lord of Heav’n and earth and sea,
To Thee all praise and glory be;
How shall we show our love to Thee,
Giver of all?

The golden sunshine, vernal air,
Sweet flowers and fruits Thy love declare;
Where harvests ripen, Thou art there,
Giver of all!

For peaceful homes, and healthful days,
For all the blessings Earth displays,
We owe Thee thankfulness and praise,
Giver of all!

Thou didst not spare Thine only Son,
But gav’st Him for a world undone,
And e’en that gift Thou dost outrun,
And give us all.

Thou giv’st the Spirit’s blessèd dower,
Spirit of life, and love, and power,
And dost His sev’nfold graces shower
Upon us all.

For souls redeemed, for sins forgiv’n,
For means of grace and hopes of Heav’n,
What can to Thee, O Lord, be giv’n,
Who givest all?

We lose what on ourselves we spend;
We have as treasure without end
Whatever, Lord, to Thee we lend,
Who givest all.

Whatever, Lord, we lend to Thee,
Repaid a thousandfold will be;
Then gladly will we give to Thee,
Giver of all.

To Thee, from whom we all derive
Our life, our gifts, our power to give;
O may we ever with Thee live,
Giver of all!