Sabbath beauty...

For the Beauty of the Earth by Folliott S. Pierpoint (1835-1917).

For the beauty of the earth For the glory of the skies, For the love which from our birth Over and around us lies.
   
 Lord of all, to Thee we raise, This our hymn of grateful praise. 
 For the beauty of each hour, Of the day and of the night, Hill and vale, and tree and flower, Sun and moon, and stars of light.
   
 Lord of all, to Thee we raise, This our hymn of grateful praise. 
 For the joy of ear and eye, For the heart and mind’s delight, For the mystic harmony Linking sense to sound and sight.
    Lord of all, to Thee we raise, This our hymn of grateful praise. 
 For the joy of human love, Brother, sister, parent, child, Friends on earth and friends above, For all gentle thoughts and mild.
   
 Lord of all, to Thee we raise, This our hymn of grateful praise. 
 For Thy Church, that evermore Lifteth holy hands above, Offering up on every shoreHer pure sacrifice of love.
   
 Lord of all, to Thee we raise, This our hymn of grateful praise. 
 For the martyrs’ crown of light, For Thy prophets’ eagle eye, For Thy bold confessors’ might, For the lips of infancy.
   
 Lord of all, to Thee we raise, This our hymn of grateful praise. 
 For Thy virgins’ robes of snow, For Thy maiden mother mild, For Thyself, with hearts aglow, Jesu, Victim undefiled.
   
 Lord of all, to Thee we raise, This our hymn of grateful praise. 
 For each perfect gift of Thine, To our race so freely given, Graces human and divine, Flowers of earth and buds of Heaven.
   
 Lord of all, to Thee we raise, This our hymn of grateful praise.