1. To God be the glory, great things he has done!
   So loved he the world that he gave us his Son,
   who yielded his life in atonement for sin,
   and opened the life-gate that all may go in:

Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord!
Let the earth hear his voice!
Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord!
Let the people rejoice!
O come to the Father, through Jesus the Son;
and give him the glory — great things he has done!

1. Meekness and majesty,
   manhood and deity,
   in perfect harmony —
   the man who is God.
   Lord of eternity,
   dwells in humanity,
   kneels in humility
   and washes our feet.

Oh, what a mystery —
meekness and majesty:
bow down and worship,
for this is your God,
this is your God!

1. What shall I do my God to love,
   my Saviour, and the world's, to praise?
   Whose tenderest compassions move
   to me and all the fallen race,
   whose mercy is divinely free
   for all the fallen race, and me!

2. I long to know, and to make known,
   the heights and depths of love divine,
   the kindness thou to me hast shown,
   whose every sin was counted thine:
   my God for me resigned his breath;
   he died to save my soul from death.

1. Here is love, vast as the ocean,
   loving kindness as the flood,
   when the Prince of life, our ransom,
   shed for us his precious blood.
   Who his love will not remember?
   Who can cease to sing his praise?
   He can never be forgotten
   throughout heaven's eternal days.

2. On the mount of crucifixion
   fountains opened deep and wide;
   through the floodgates of God's mercy
   flowed a vast and gracious tide.
   Grace and love, like mighty rivers,
   poured incessant from above,
   and heaven's peace and perfect justice
   kissed a guilty world in love.

1. Love divine, all loves excelling,
   joy of heaven to earth come down,
   fix in us thy humble dwelling,
   all thy faithful mercies crown.
   Jesu, thou art all compassion,
   pure, unbounded love thou art;
   visit us with thy salvation,
   enter every trembling heart.

2. Come, almighty to deliver,
   let us all thy life receive;
   suddenly return, and never,
   never more thy temples leave.
   Thee we would be always blessing,
   serve thee as thy hosts above,
   pray, and praise thee, without ceasing,
   glory in thy perfect love.

1. Praise and thanksgiving,
   Father, we offer,
   for all things living
   you have made good;
   harvest of sown fields,
   fruits of the orchard,
   hay from the mown fields,
   blossom and wood.

2. Lord, bless the labour
   we bring to serve you,
   that with our neighbour
   we may be fed.
   Sowing or tilling,
   we would work with you;
   harvesting, milling,
   for daily bread.

1. We plough the fields, and scatter
   the good seed on the land,
   but it is fed and watered
   by God's almighty hand;
   he sends the snow in winter,
   the warmth to swell the grain,
   the breezes and the sunshine,
   and soft, refreshing rain.

All good gifts around us
are sent from heaven above;
then thank the Lord, O thank the Lord,
for all his love.

1. God in his love for us lent us this planet,
   gave it a purpose in time and in space:
   small as a spark from the fire of creation,
   cradle of life and the home of our race.

2. Thanks be to God for its bounty and beauty,
   life that sustains us in body and mind:
   plenty for all, if we learn how to share it,
   riches undreamed-of to fathom and find.

1. Come, you thankful people, come,
   raise the song of harvest home!
   Fruit and crops are gathered in
   safe before the storms begin:
   God our maker will provide
   for our needs to be supplied;
   come, with all his people, come,
   raise the song of harvest home!

2. All the world is God's own field,
   harvests for his praise to yield;
   wheat and weeds together sown
   here for joy or sorrow grown:
   first the blade and then the ear,
   then the full corn shall appear —
   Lord of harvest, grant that we
   wholesome grain and pure may be.