Re-Vising Emerson: A More Inclusive Song of Thanksgiving

For flowers that bloom about our feet,
Father-Mother, we thank Thee.
For tender grass so fresh, so sweet,
Father-Mother, we thank Thee.
For the song of bird and hum of bee,
For all things fair we hear or see,
Father Sky, Mother Earth, we thank Thee.

For blue of stream and blue of sky,
Father-Mother, we thank Thee.
For pleasant shade of branches high,
Father-Mother, we thank Thee.
For fragrant air and cooling breeze,
For beauty of the blooming trees,
Father Sky, Mother Earth, we thank Thee.

For this new morning with its light,
Father-Mother, we thank Thee.
For rest and shelter of the night,
Father-Mother, we thank Thee.
For health and food, for love and friends,
For everything Thy goodness sends,
Father Sky, Mother Earth, we thank Thee.