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Garden 72
Lyrics: Isaac Watts
Tune: Newcomb
Meter: L.M. (8,8,8,8)
God from his cloudy cistern pours
On the parch'd earth enriching show'rs;
The grove, the garden, and the field,
A thousand joyful blessings yield.
He gives us bread for daily need,
In pastures of delight we feed;
Then let us praise Him all our days,
Ye saints your songs of rapture raise.
He makes the grassy food arise,
And gives the cattle large supplies;
With herbs for man, of various power
To nourish nature, or to cure.
What noble fruit the vines produce!
The olive yields a pleasing juice;
Our hearts are cheer'd with gen'rous wine,
His gifts proclaim His love divine.
His bounteous hands our table spread;
He fills our cheerful stores with bread;
While food our daily strength imparts,
Let daily praise inspire our hearts.
Vast are thy works, almighty Lord,
All nature rests upon thy word,
And the whole race of creatures stand,
Waiting their portion from thy hand.
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