O Lord, how manifold are Thy Works! in Wisdom hast Thou made them all: the Earth is full of Thy Riches.
O Father of Nature, I shall sing a Song of exultation! I give Thanks for every green Meadow.
For all Pain and Joy, I give Thanks. Even more, I thank You for working a soft Heart in me.
Every Thing that is, has been created by your Hand. You are the Sustainer and your Work reaches from the Beginning to the End.
I hear You in the Storm, I see You in the morning Dew, in the Eagle, in the Worm, and in the still Meadows.
The Spring that flows from the Rock, whispers to me with every Ripple and Wave, that You are it’s Creator.
After the Day’s heat your evening Breeze refreshes, and carries the Fragrance of the Flower’s Petals.
I hear when the Forest sings it’s Praise to You, and I too raise my Voice in a Song of Praise to the One who created so much Beauty.
O God, your Goodness has created a beautiful World for me. For me You created Blossoms and Fruit in Valleys and on the Hills.
There is Joy and Delight here for me, where there is renewal. For me the Sun shines on the Fields and on the Forests.
For me the lowing of Cattle in the Meadow, for me the blue Dome of the Sky filled with the singing of Birds and bright Sunshine.
For me grassy Plains so lovely to see; for me the cool Winds that blow, for me every Thing is beautiful.
Lord, You are the Creator of every Thing that is Delightful to see. With every morning Sun I will rejoice in You and praise You for all the Goodness which is given to me! Amen.