Present Joys

“We thank the Lord of heaven and earth
who hath preserved us from our birth
for present joys, for blessings past,
and for the hope of heaven at last.”
Heap on His sacred altar
the gifts His goodness gave,
the golden sheaves of harvest,
the souls He died to save:
your hearts lay down before Him,
when at His feet ye fall,
and with your lives adore Him
Who gave His life for all.
Sing to the Lord of harvest, John Monsell, 1866