mf ALL that's good, and great, and true, mf 3 Not a bird that doth not sing All that is, and is to be, Be it old, or be it new, Comes, O Father, comes from Thee. mmf 2 Mercies dawn with every day, Newer, brighter than before, Sweetest praises to Thy Name; Not an insect on the wing But Thy wonders doth proclaim. mf 4 Every blade and every tree, All in happy concert ring, And in wondrous harmony Join in praises to their King, |