With happy voices ringing, Thy children, Lord,
appear;
Their joyous praises bringing in anthems sweet and
clear.
For skies of golden splendor, for azure rolling
sea,
For blossoms sweet and tender, O Lord, we worship
Thee.
What though no eye beholds Thee, no hand
Thy hand may feel,
Thy universe unfolds Thee, Thy starry heav�ns
reveal;
The earth and all its glory, our homes and all we
love,
Tell forth the wondrous story of One Who reigns
above.
And shall we not adore Thee, with more than
joyous song,
And live in truth before Thee, all beautiful and
strong?
Lord, bless our souls� endeavor Thy servants true
to be,
And through all life, forever, to live our praise
to Thee.
