All Thy works shall praise Thee, O Lord, Thou crownest the year with Thy goodness; The pastures are clothed with flocks, the valleys are covered with corn; They shout for joy, they also sing: Thou crownest the year with Thy goodness. Eternal Source of ev'ry joy, Well may Thy praise our lips employ, While in Thy Temple we appear, Whose goodness crowneth all the year. The flow'ry spring at Thy command, Embalms the air and paints the land; The summer's rays with vigour shine, To raise the corn and cheer the vine. Blessed be the Lord, who daily loadeth us with benefits; And blessed be His name, from this time forth, and for ever. Amen.
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