We plough the fields and scatter the good seed on the land
But it is fed and watered by God's almighty hand
He sends the snow in winter, the warmth to swell the grain
The breezes and the sunshine, and soft refreshing rain
All good gifts around us are sent from heaven above
Then thank the Lord, O thank the Lord for all his love
He only is the Maker of all things near and far
He paints the wayside flower, he lights the evening star
The winds and waves obey him, by him the birds are fed
Much more to us, his children, he gives our daily bread
All good gifts around us are sent from heaven above
Then thank the Lord, O thank the Lord for all his love
We thank thee, then, O Father, for all things bright and good
The seed-time and the harvest, our life, our health, our food
No gifts have we to offer, for all thy love imparts
But that which thou desires, our humble, thankful hearts
All good gifts around us are sent from heaven above
Then thank the Lord, O thank the Lord for all his love