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, oh, thank the Lord, For all His love !
2. He only is the Maker Of all things near and far : He paints the wayside flower ; He lights the evening star ; The winds and waves obey Him ; By Him the birds are fed ; Much more to us, His children, He gives our daily bread.
3. We thank Thee, then, O Father, For all things bright and good : The seed-time and the harvest, Our life, our health, our food. Accept the gifts we offer For all Thy love imparts ; And â what Thou most desirest â Our humble, thankful hearts.