• Praise to God, immortal praise,
    For the love that crowns our days—
    Bounteous source of every joy,
    Let Thy praise our tongues employ!

    For the blessings of the field,
    For the stores the gardens yield,
    For the vine’s exalted juice,
    For the generous olive’s use;

    Flocks that whiten all the plain,
    Yellow sheaves of ripened...