Without Thy sunshine and Thy rain

We could not have the golden grain;

Without Thy love we'd not be fed

We thank Thee for our daily bread.

--Anonymous

For flowers that bloom about our feet,

For tender grass, so fresh, so sweet;

For song of bird, and hum of bee;

For all things fair we hear or see,

Father in Heaven, we thank Thee.

--Ralph Waldo Emerson