By Steve Brett
- A minor
- Folk hymn
- Time signature
- Philip Doddridge, 1736
Eternal source of every joy,
Well may Thy praise our lips employ,
While in Thy temple we appear,
Whose goodness crowns the circling year.
Seasons and months, and weeks and days,
Demand successive songs of praise;
Still be the cheerful homage paid,
With morning light and evening shade.