Poem March 28, 1936 Issue

Gratitude

EMILY C. WHITELAW

FATHER , I praise and thank Thee,
For all Thy tender care;
I know Thy love enfolds me,
For Thou art everywhere.

I thank Thee for the sunshine,
The birds, the flowers, the trees,
The brighter days of springtime,
With gentle shower and breeze.

I thank Thee for the moonlight,
The glowing star-lit sky,
That light the heavens at midnight,
And tell me Thou art nigh.

So, when in error's darkness
My footsteps seem to stray,
Like stars, Thy thoughts of goodness
And love will light my way.

Then I will praise Thy kindness,
Which everyone may share,
For Love, and Truth, and goodness
Are here and everywhere.

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