Poems (Coolidge)/A Thanksgiving
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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.
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.