1 Glory, love, and praise, and honor
for our food
now bestowed
render we the Donor.
Bounteous God, we now confess thee:
God, who thus
blessest us,
right it is to bless thee.
2 Thankful for our every blessing,
let us sing
Christ the Spring,
never, never ceasing.
Source of all our gifts and graces,
Christ we own;
Christ alone
calls for all our praises.
3 He dispels our sin and sadness,
life imparts,
cheers our hearts,
fills with food and gladness.
Who himself for all hath given,
us he feeds,
us he leads
to a feast in heaven.
