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Go forth, and view each op'ning flow'r,
On hill and valley look;
And see, in all, your Maker's pow'r,
And read in nature's book.

And hear the lowing of the herd,
As they go forth to graze;
And listen to each little bird
Singing its song of praise.

Then do not ye, like sluggards lie,
But up, and grateful prove
Unto the gracious God on high,
For all his bounteous love.