For all that we are given
That sets our hearts alight,
For all that we are given
That girds us for each fight,
For all that we are given
That sharper makes our sight,
For all that we are given,
We thank you, Lord of Light.
For all that we are given
That makes us weep and mourn,
For every gift that chokes us,
For every hope forlorn,
For all that we are forced to learn
That someday we will bless,
O dear Lord Frey who sees our tears,
We thank you nonetheless.
For all that we are given
That makes us reach and grow,
For all that we are given
That makes us bleed and know,
For all that makes it possible
To have much more to give,
From open heart to open hands,
You teach us how to live.