But let me soul praise you that it may love you,
And let it tell you your mercies that it may praise you.
Without ceasing your whole creation speaks your praise -
The spirit of ever man by the words that his mouth directs to you,
Animals and lifeless matter by the mouth of those who look upon them.
That so our soul rises out of its moral weariness unto you,
Helped upward by the things you have made
And passing beyond them unto you who has wonderfully made them;
And there refreshment is and strength unfailing. Amen.