1 Great Lord of earth, and seas and skies!
Thy wealth the needy world supplies;
On thee alone the whole depends,
Thy care to ev'ry part extends.

2 To thee perpetual thanks we owe,
For all our comforts here below;
Our daily bread thy bounty gives,
And ev'ry rising want relieves.

3 The wastes of life thy pow'r repairs,
Thy mercy stills tempestuous cares,
And safe beneath thy guardian arm
We live secur'd from ev'ry harm.

4 To thee we cheerful homage bring,
In grateful hymns thy praises sing,
Direct to thee our waiting eyes,
And humbly look for fresh supplies.

5 We still our indigent and poor,
Indebted much, yet lacking more;
On thee we ever will depend,
The rich, the sure, the faithful friend.

6 And, should thy measures seem severe,
Calmly may we thy chast'ning bear,
Without complaint to thee submit,
Th' unerring Judge of what is fit.