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Parting Hymn
I.
Now, parting from the festive board,A grateful hymn we raise;
For all our favored fields afford,
To God be all the praise.
'Tis He who gives each cloudless sun,
'Tis He who sends the rain;
He blesses, when man's work is done,
The fields of ripening grain.
II.
'Tis He who gives us home and friends,All that we here receive;
And gifts of Grace from Heaven He sends,
By which our souls may live.
Then, parting from the festive board,
A grateful hymn we raise;
For all the joys our lives afford,
To God be all the praise.
Poem No. 372; date unknown
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