Thank you, Lord,
For 100 billion galaxies, with 50 billion stars apiece,
For a blue-green jewel circling a golden sun,
At just the right place,
For four billion years, to create a man,
With a mind, to understand
Your Work.

Thank you, Lord
For bright crystal streams, and wide muddy rivers,
For trees and hills stretched toward your sky,
Above the rippling fields,
For eagles and hawks, and bears and badgers,
With each its place, its purpose in
Your Plan.

Help me, Lord,
To clear your streams and shield your trees,
To calm your fearful and protect your weak
From the cruel or uncaring,
To use my ears, and eyes, and hands,
And lift my voice to speak
Your Words.