O that I had a thousand voices And with a thousand tongues could tell Of Him in Whom the earth rejoices Who all things wisely does and well! My grateful heart would then be free To tell what God has done for me. Ye forest leaves, so green and tender, That dance for joy in summer air; Ye meadow grasses, bright and slender, Ye flowers, so wondrous sweet and fair, That live to show His praise alone, Help me to make His glory known. Ye creatures that have breath and motion, That fill with life, earth, sea and sky, O join me in my heart's devotion, As I exalt the Lord most high: My utmost powers can ne'er aright Declare the wonders of His might. O Father, deign Thou, I beseech Thee, To listen to my earthly lays; A nobler strain in Heav'n shall reach Thee When I with angels hymn Thy praise, And learn amid their choirs to sing Loud hallelujahs to my King.