All things bright and beautiful,
All creatures great and small,
All things wise and wonderful,
The lord god made them all.
Each little flower that opens,
Each little bird that sings,
He made their glowing colors,
He made their little wings.
The purple headed mountain,
The river running by,
The sunset and the morning,
That brightens up the sky.
The cold wind in the winter,
The pleasant summer sun,
The ripe fruits in the garden,
He made them every one.
The tall trees in the greenwood,
The meadows where we play,
The rushes by the water,
We gather every day.

“The rich pictorial language, dreaming up a rural paradise of purple mountains and meadows, flowers with glowing colors and birds with tiny wings, is almost medieval in its jewel-like quality. The point of the hymn lies in the response, in what has become the chorus, and in the last verse —God made them all, and God has given us eyes to see, and lips to praise the Maker.” —This is Our Song: Women’s Hymn—Writing by Janet Wootton

You can hear this hymn sung at Kenilworth Union Church here.