Thank you Lord, for all you give,
Bounteous gifts so we might live.

Miracles surround each passing day,
Wonders more than words can say.

We know but little of your ways,
Earth's riches pass, but your Word stays.

What matters most, it comes from you,
The world deceives but you are true.

You cleanse the caverns of our hearts,
Where our love ends, your love starts.

Cold hearts of stone you break and mould
Refined by fire into solid gold.

From rubbish you can form a jewel
That outshines any human rule.

Thank you Lord for your great grace
That calls us now to seek your face.