Ere on my bed my limbs I lay,
I thank thee, Lord, that I’m alive:
And bless thee for the light of day,
And for the food that doth survive,
My mother’s care, my father’s love—
All gifts bestowed from thee above.
I thank thee, Lord, that I’m alive:
And bless thee for the light of day,
And for the food that doth survive,
My mother’s care, my father’s love—
All gifts bestowed from thee above.