Poems (Coolidge)/A Thanksgiving
For works with similar titles, see Thanksgiving.
A THANKSGIVING
I thank thee for my life, dear Lord,
For all the earthly blessings given,
Beyond all else for treasures stored
From moth and rust fore'er in heaven;
My heart a melody doth sing,
And o'er it reigns my Saviour King,
To whose dear cross, I, trustful, cling.
For all the earthly blessings given,
Beyond all else for treasures stored
From moth and rust fore'er in heaven;
My heart a melody doth sing,
And o'er it reigns my Saviour King,
To whose dear cross, I, trustful, cling.
O Lord, again thy name I praise,
That thou didst leave thy gift of peace
My saddened soul in darkened days
It doth from doubt and fear release;
I thank thee for the strength divine,
By which my hand I clasp in thine,
And know, for aye, thy love is mine.
That thou didst leave thy gift of peace
My saddened soul in darkened days
It doth from doubt and fear release;
I thank thee for the strength divine,
By which my hand I clasp in thine,
And know, for aye, thy love is mine.