Thanksgiving welcome #42

A Song of Thanksgiving

There are wondrous things to be grateful for,
When once we start the score:
The deep-blue sky; the sun on high;
The hills; the waves; the shore;
The fields and orchards, fruited deep,
Teeming with harvest gold ---
Let us give thanks we have eyes to see
God's beauties manifold

There are bird songs still in the crimsoned trees,
And a baby's laughing call
Tunes in with the cricket's merry chirp
From a niche of the cottage wall.
And so the joyous chorus rings
The whole glad world around ---
Let us rejoice we have ears to hear
God's voice in every sound.

There is everything to be thankful for
In the days that brim life's cup;
Let us pause a bit, now we think of it,
And count our blessings up.
There's a smile on the face of a mother dear,
A handclasp warm and strong
From the one who knows our need of cheer
As we journey the road along.

There are many things to be grateful for,
However swings the tide ---
A thousand blessings to every ill
We can name on the other side.
And when we have learned the lessons well,
To vision the good and true,
We shall know, indeed, that the thankful heart
Comes always smiling through.

by: Alicia Carew Stewart - November 1926

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