1 Almighty Father, heav'n and earth
With lavish wealth before Thee bow;
Those treasures owe to Thee their birth,
Creator, Ruler, Giver, Thou.

2 The wealth of earth, of sky, of sea,
The gold, the silver, sparkling gem,
The waving corn, the bending tree,
Are Thine; to us Thou lendest them.

3 To Thee, as early morning's dew,
Our praises, alms, and prayers shall rise
As rose, when joyous earth was new,
Faith's patriarchal sacrifice.

4 We, Lord, would lay, at Thy behest
The costliest off'rings on Thy shrine;
But when we give, and give our best,
We give Thee only what is Thine.

5 O Father, whence all blessings come;
O Son, Dispenser of God's store;
O Spirit, bear our off'rings home:
Lord, make them Thine forevermore.