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E1:My God, I thank thee, who hast made/The earth so bright;/So full of splen_dor and of joy,/Beau_ty and light;/So ma_ny glo_rious things are here,/No_ble and right.
E2:I thank thee, Lord, that thou hast made/Joy to a_bound;/So ma_ny gent_le thoughts and deeds/Circ_ling us round,/That in the dark_est spot of earth/Some love is found.
E3:I thank thee, too, that all our joy/Is touched with pain,/That sha_dows fall on bright_est hours,/That thorns re_main;/So that earth's bliss may be our guide,/And not our chain.
E4:For thou who know_est, Lord, how soon/Our weak heart clings,/Hast given us joys, ten_der and true,/Yet all with wings;/So that we see gleam_ing on high/Di_vi_ner things.
E5:I thank Thee, Lord, that Thou hast kept/The best in store;/We have e_nough, yet not too much/To long for more:/A yearn_ing for a deep_er peace/Not known be_fore./
