Praise flows to you O Lord
As the rivers hurry to the seas
Continual, perpetual gurgling motion
Tumbling thrilling rock and greisen
Swelling flood and icy floe
White laced rapids and eddies go
At this sodden passage
Earth sidelined applauds
The rushing echo of its spray
May the measured mileage of all my days
Be to you eternal praise
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