Sitting At Fair Haven

“I bless thee for the soul thou hast created,

for adorning it , sanctifying it,

though it is fixed in barren soil;

for the body thou has given me,

for preserving it strength an vigour,

for providing senses to enjoy delights,

for the ease and freedom of my limbs,

for hands, eyes, ears that do thy bidding;

for thy royal bounty providing my daily support,

for a full table and overflowing cup,

for appetite, taste sweetness,

for social joys of relatives and friends,

for ability to serve others,

for a heart that feels sorrows and necessities

for a mind to care for my fellow-men,

for opportunities of spreading happiness around,

for loved ones in the joys of heaven,

for my own expectation of seeing thee clearly,

I love thee above the powers of language,

to express,

for what thou are to thy creatures.

Puritan Prayer Book, 1610