Thanksgiving

EDWARD O. AUGE

Through the rays of Love divine,
I thank Thee, Lord, true light doth shine;
Truth and Love are now my stay,
And watch and guide me all the way;
Praise to Him who heareth prayer,—
Blessings, blessings, everywhere!

I thank Thee for that peace of Mind
That in Thee I always find,
More precious far than finest gold;
Thoughts of Love Thou dost unfold.
Gratitude is thinking good,
Knowing Truth my daily food.

Love divine will meet my need,
With the bread of life will feed,
Guide me o'er a thorny road,
Lift from me my heavy load;
When I call, my plea will hear.
Perfect love has cast out fear.