Classic Poem

Thou who art enthroned above!
Thou by whom we live and move!
Thee we bless; thy praise be sung,
While an ear can hear a tongue.

O how sweet, how excellent
'Tis with tongue and heart's consent,-
Thankful hearts and joyful tongues,-
To renown thy name in songs!

When the morning paints the skies,
When the sparkling stars arise,
Thy high favours to rehearse,
Thy firm faith, in grateful verse.

Decks the spring with flowers the field?
Harvest rich doth autumn yield?
Giver of all good below!
Lord! from Thee these blessings flow.

Who thy wonders can express?
All thy thoughts are fathomless:
Lord, Thou art most great, most high!
God from all eternity!