Grace after Meat


O Thou, in whom we live and move, Who mad'st the sea and shore, Thy goodness constantly we prove, And grateful would adore. And if it please thee, Pow'r above, Still grant us with such store; The Friend we trust; the Fair we love; And we desire no more.

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Shirley Henderson

About this work

This is a poem by Robert Burns. It was written in 1789 and is read here by Shirley Henderson.

Themes for this poem

religion food friendship love

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