This Thanksgiving: For All of These We Praise Thee

Written by Lisa DeVinney on . Posted in poetry

Hands to hold when times are tough;
Those who give, so there’s enough;
Softened hearts that once were rough;
For all of these, Lord, we praise Thee.
 
Tears You save each time we cry;
Friends who mourn when tears run dry;
Comfort when we ask You, “Why?”
For all of these, Lord, we praise Thee.
 
Boundless joy, amazing love;
Endless mercy from above;
Family of God that we're part of;
For all of these, Lord, we praise Thee.
 
Perfect peace, a sheltered place;
Timely words, redeeming grace;
Strength from You to run the race;
For all of these, Lord, we praise Thee.
 
Gifts from God so freely given;
Just a little taste of heaven;
Depth of love we scarcely fathom;
For all of these, Lord, we praise Thee.
 
 
"Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above,
and comes down from the Father of lights,
with whom there is no variation or shadow of turning."
James 1:17
 
 
©Lisa DeVinney, 2007
 

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