Glory to God for All Things (Akathist)

O Lord, how lovely it is to be your guest: breeze full of scents, mountains reaching to the skies, waters like a boundless mirror reflecting the sun's golden rays and the fleeting clouds. All nature murmurs mysteriously, breathing depths of tenderness. Birds and beasts bear the imprint of your love. Blessed are you, mother earth, in your fleeting loveliness, which wakens our yearning for happiness that will last for ever in the land where, amid beauty that grows not old, rings out the cry: Alleluia! Glory to you for the feast day of life. Glory to you for the perfume of lilies and roses. Glory to you for each different taste of berry and fruit. Glory to you for the sparkling silver of early morning dew. Glory to you for the joy of dawn's awakening. Glory to you for eternal life in us, a messenger of heaven. Glory to you, O God, from age to age.