1 How cheerful along the gay mead
The daisies and cowslips appear;
The flocks, as they carelessly feed,
Rejoice in the spring of the year.

2 The foliage that shades the gay bowers,
The herbage that springs from the clod,
Trees, plants, cooling fruits, and fair flow'rs,
All rise to the praise of our God.

3 Shall man, the great master of all,
The only insensible prove?
Forbid it fair gratitude's call,
Forbid it devotion and love.

4 The God who such wonders can raise,
Forever his name be ador'd;
Our lips shall incessantly praise,
Our heart shall rejoice in the Lord.