Let us thank the Lord together

For the mercies of His hand;

Once again the crown of plenty

Blesses all this happy land:

Gracious, are the Father's ways,

Let us bring Him comely praise.

Though our faults have cried in heaven

For His vengeance on our head,

Yet hath He preserved unbroken

For our good the staff of bread:

God of patience is He named,

Loud His praises be proclaimed!

Give us grace, Lord, in receiving

Bounteous gifts of Thy left hand,

Lest we may forget the riches

Of another, better land:

May each precious soul be fed

With the true and living Bread!