Poetry

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I thank you, Lord, for pastures green,
For oceans deep and mountains tall,
For all the flowers I’ve ever seen,
For showers of blessing, large and small.

And thank you for the air we breathe,
Although its purity is gone.
Yet it is life and that means we
May live to see another dawn.

Oh, Lord, I came to you this day
To ask for healing in my pain.
But somehow as I knelt to pray,
I felt ashamed to ask again.

You hear so many cries for aid.
How many come again with praise
To thank you for the price you paid
Upon the cross in ancient days?

So now I thank you for the light
That emanates from sun above.
I thank you, God, that I have sight
And for your mercy, fairness, love.

My heart leaps up amidst the pain
To grasp your cup of joy once more,
To take my place among the slain
And serve the savior I adore.

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