1 Glory, love, and praise, and honor
for our food now bestowed
render we the Donor.
Bounteous God, we now confess thee;
God, who thus blessest us,
meet it is to bless thee.

2 Thankful for our every blessing,
let us sing Christ the Spring,
never, never ceasing.
Source of all our gifts and graces,
Christ we own; Christ alone
calls for all our praises.

3 He dispels our sin and sadness,
life imparts, cheers our hearts,
fills with food and gladness.
Who himself for all hath given,
us he feeds, us he leads
to a feast in heaven.