O that I had a thousand voices,
A thousand ways to praise mt God!
My heart, which in the Lord rejoices,
Would there proclaim in grateful songs
To all wherever I might be,
What great things God has done for me!

O all the pow'rs he implanted
Arise and silence keep no more;
Put forth the strength that he has granted,
your noblest work is to adore.
O soul and body mat you meet,
With heartfelt praise, your Lord to greet!

O forest leaves so green and tender,
That dance for joy in summer air;
O meadow grasses, bright and slnder;
O flow'rs so wondrous, sweet and fair;
You live to show his praise alone,
With me, now make his glory known.

My God receive these earthly praises
So poor and weak with gracious love,
A better tribute heaven raises
From all your angel choirs above:
There Alleluias will I bring,
A thousandfold to you, my king!