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2 Praise Him that He made the sun

Day by day his course to run;
And the silver moon by night,

Shining with her gentle light.
3 Praise Him that He gave the rain

To mature the swelling grain;
And hath bid the fruitful field

Crops of precious increase yield.
4 Praise Him for our harvest-store,

He hath filled the garner-floor;
And for richer food than this,

Pledge of everlasting bliss.
5 Glory to our bounteous King;

Glory let creation sing;
Glory to the Father, Son,
And blest Spirit, Three in One. Amen.

HENRY W. BAKER

ORTH

Words and music written in response to President Lincoln's Proclamation of

the first National Thanksgiving Day, 1863.

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moun - tain

and

prai - rie, one

thanks - giv - ing

Sea,

song.

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2 For the sunshine and rainfall, enriching again

Our acres in myriads, with treasures of grain;
For the earth still unloading her manifold wealth,
For the skies beaming vigor, the winds breathing health:

Give thanks, etc.
3 For the nation's wide table, o'erflowingly spread,

Where the many have feasted, and all have been fed,
With no bondage, their God-given rights to enthral,
But liberty guarded by justice for all:

Give thanks, etc.

4 In the realms of the anvil, the loom and the plow,

Whose the mines and the fields, to Him gratefully bow:
His the flocks and the herds, sing ye hill-sides and vales;
On His ocean domains chant His name with the gales.

Give thanks, etc.

5 Of commerce and traffic, ye princes, behold

Your riches from Him, Whose the silver and gold,
Happier children of labor, true lords of the soil,
Bless the great Master-Workman Who blesseth your toil.

Give thanks, etc.

6 In the Churches of Jesus, ye worshipping throngs,

Solemn litanies mingle with jubilant songs;
The Ruler of nations beseeching to spare,
And the nation still keep the elect of His care,
Give thanks, etc. Amen.

William A. MÜHLENBERG, ab.

549 FRANKFORT 75. D.

MENDELSSOHN (?), arr. by JOHN GILI.

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God o'er all for

ev - er

blessed;

A-men.

By the Church with joy con- fessed,

.

Plead-ing at Thy throne we stand, Save Thy peo-ple, bless our land.

2 On our fields of grass and grain

Send, O Lord, the kindly rain;
O'er our wide and goodly land
Crown the labors of each hand.
Let Thy kind protection be
O'er our commerce on the sea :
Open, Lord, Thy bounteous hand,
Bless Thy people, bless our land.

3 Let our rulers ever be

Men that love and honor Thee;
Let the powers by Thee ordained
Be in righteousness maintained;
In the people's hearts increase
Love of piety and peace;
Thus united we shall stand
One wide, free, and happy land.

Amen.
HENRY HARBAUGH

528

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Hearts un - fold like flow'rs be-fore Thee, Prais-ing Thee their Sun a - bove.

Melt the clouds of

sin and sad - ness, Drive the dark of doubt a - way;

Giv - er

of im- mor-tal glad-ness, Fill us with the light of day. A-men.

2 All Thy works with joy surround Thee,

Earth and heaven reflect Thy rays,
Stars and angels sing around Thee,

Centre of unbroken praise:
Field and forest, vale and mountain,

Blooming meadow, flashing sea,
Chanting bird and flowing fountain,

Call us to rejoice in Thee. 3 Thou art giving and forgiving,

Ever blessing, ever blest, Well-spring of the joy of living,

Ocean-depth of happy rest!

Thou our Father, Christ our Brother,

All who live in love are Thine:
Teach us how to love each other,

Lift us to the Joy Divine.
4 Mortals join the mighty chorus,

Which the morning stars began:
Father-love is reigning o'er us,

Brother-love binds man to man.
Ever singing march we onward,

Victors in the midst of strife; Joyful music lifts us sunward In the triumph song of life. Amen.

HENRY VAN DYKE

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