Tuesday, July 28, 2009

We Thank Thee, O God

First of all.. lets us thank HE because I'm back.... and for everthing HE has done...



I Thank you, Lord, for birds that sing,
For morning dew and bells that ring,
Children whose sticky candy fingers cling,
A button and a piece of string.


I thank you for wild flowers and trees,
For lady bugs and bumblebees,
For planes that fly the seven seas,
And mice that nibble at our cheese


I thank you for the babies small,
For the common folks that heed the call,
For men that grow so straight and tall,
And for the Christ who died for all.


I thank you for the cool of night,
For colors in the northern light,
For oceans reaching out of sight,
And for the thunder’s savage might.


I thank you for the new fallen snow,
For hearth fires warm, comforting glow,
For winds that whistle mean,
and blow, And for rooster’s timely crow


I thank you for the frost on roofs,
For frozen ground and noisy hoofs,
For fattening swine and his “Wuff Wuffs”,
And he never seems to get enough.


I thank you for the barley sheaves,
For wrens that twitter on the eaves,
For webs the busy spider weaves,
And chipmunks bouncing through the leaves


I thank you for your great rainbow,
For apple sauce and cookie dough,
For garden seeds to plant and grow,
And mother singing soft and low


Now who from my poor hands can rend,
Or who can greater riches lend?
Let me, Thy humble servant, tend,
This royal kingdom without end.


I hide my guilty head in shame,
When doubt doth dim my Saviour’s fame,
And I accept a lesser name,
Unmindful of just why He came.


I think of arguing and hate,
Of threats that could pronounce a fate.
There’s no reward for such a date,
And I would loose my thankful state.


I thank you for the things about,
As these we could not do without.
We’re healthy and vigorous and stout,
Forbid that we should ever doubt.


I thank you for the abiding part,
Where, Spirit born, we make our start,
By claiming an immortal heart.


Thus, from here on, our lives you chart,
Thank you for those to be,
And thank you for converting me.


Praise THE LORD...

6 comments:

MARY ANNE said...

My heart is full of joy, to read your words that carry a mystery that unfolds, with every step you will get closer to that bheavenly goal...

SOS THE BELOVED said...

A beautiful poem indeed!

Know that the LORD is God.
It is he who made us, and we are his;
we are his people, the sheep of his pasture.

Enter his gates with thanksgiving
and his courts with praise;
give thanks to him and praise his name.

For the LORD is good and his love endures forever;
his faithfulness continues through all generations.
Ps 100:3-5

Gabriel said...

Lets make it happen... Oh God....

Jallin Atan said...

Blessed are you, Angelic Assistance
for you are so special in God's eyes
and He will care for you, the apple of His eyes.

Jordan Yii said...

i like your poem. That's really fantastic

Jay Len said...

Beloved Angelicassistance,
the voice of your pure heart,
the songs from your mouth,
and every stanza that you print
build the confidence of my soul,
heal the wound of my spirit, and
giving me encouragement to live for tomorrow.
Lord Jesus blessed you. Amen!