A Grace After Dinner, Extempore

O thou, in whom we live and move—Who made the sea and shore;Thy goodness constantly we prove,And grateful would adore;And, if it please Thee, Power above!Still grant us, with such store,The friend we trust, the fair we love—And we desire no more. Amen!

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