Oh, loving father, by your grace
We gather here to seek your face
And thank you for this family
And hearth and home and loyalty
Our hearts are full of gratitude
For work and rest and daily food
For neighbours kind and faithful friends
The gifts on which our lives depend
We even thank you for the pain -
It's through the loses that we gain
A clear perspective, a better view
Of our dependency of you
We hold all things with open hand
Our homes, our lives and this great land
Our gifts possessions, and our days
We lift to you in greatful praise
Through good and bad we've learned to trust
That you are loving, wise and just
So now with childlike hearts we raise
Our hymn of deepest, highest praise!
Yes, now with trusting hearts we raise
Our hymn of deepest, highest praise!
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