Classic Poem

Everything that God has made,
All the creatures of the Lord:
Sun on high and flowers that fade,
Things that hop and walk and wade,
Let us bless the Lord.

Bird and insect, all that fills
Glade and coppice, heath and sward,
All that lives by rocks and rills,
Cattle on a thousand hills,
Let us bless the Lord.

Children, black and brown and white,
Praise His name with one accord;
Like the angels in His sight,
In His home of dazzling light,
Let us bless the Lord.

With the saints in deep array,
Those who reap the great reward,
(Out of every nation they)
Praising God both night and day,
Let us bless the Lord.

Higher than the skylark sings,
Or the eagle ever soared,
Far beyond the flight of wings,
Yea, with all created things,
Let us bless the Lord