God, whose gifts in gracious flood br Unto all who seek are sent, br Only asks you to be good, br And is content. br br So the world, when all things are br Sparkling, yet does nought ignite, br Only asks you to be fair, br And finds delight. br br And my heart, in the sweet shade br Of two beauteous eyes steeped o'er, br Only asks if you be glad, br And nothing more.