Praise We the Lord

1Praise we the Lord, who made all beauty
For all our senses to enjoy;
Owe we our humble thanks and duty
That simple pleasures never cloy.

2Praise Him who loves to see young lovers,
Fresh hearts that swell with pride;
Thank Him who sends the sun above,
Thank Him who gives to each one power.

3Praise Him who by a simple flower
Lifts up our hearts to youthful joy;
To find a friend to know and love,
Things above.