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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