We look, we see you every day,

In the fields of corn, and in the fields of hay.

You represent the goodness of the Earth

Throughout the toils and problems that men unearth.

From your valleys of flowers to your grass of the plains

They are examples of your beauty in every domain.

The forest of trees is your house

For animals from bird to mouse.

Skies of blue and wisps of clouds

Hang over your Earth and the ground.

The crashing waves, the salt, the spray

The solitude of a secluded bay.

From your mountain peaks of majestic heights

To prairielands of a distinctive sight.

Whether in the arid, desert sand,

Or the ice and snow of arctic land,

The passage of time, your seasons bare

To all who take the time to stare.

You are a magnificent, awe-inspiring sight

From your gentleness to your powerful might.