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"GIVEN."
Write it o'er all that we now enjoy,Write it distinctly—"Given";For each glad possession is sent from above,From the glorious God 'tis a token of love,A gift from the Lord of heaven.
Write it o'er every beautiful thing,Write it o'er every power,Common, or special, or great, or small,An omnipotent God hath appointed it all,Each boon is a Father's dower.
Given the earth to the children of men,Given its varied store,Given the sun for our daily light,Given the moon to illume the night,And the stars to brighten us more.
Given the free, circumambient air,Given the soft, cool showers,Plentiful sustenance day by day,Water, and bread, and delights alway,And exuberant growth of flowers.
Given all strength, or of life, or limb,Given each heritage fair,All that is lovely in form or face,All that in movement is marked by grace,Given each talent rare.
Given each faculty, subtle, keen,Given thoughts noble and deep,Given instruction, discretion and health,Given the power to accumulate wealth,Given calm rest and sleep.