GRATITUDE

In moments when I seem to beThe victim of despondencyOr pain or agonizing fear, Bereft of all I hold most dear,Without a gleam of inward lightTo dissipate the gloom of night;If then I give my gratitudeFor all the blessings, all the goodWhich I inherit as God's child,My heart with joy will be so filledThat evil thoughts will pass away,As darkness is dispelled by day.

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