Wednesday, November 23, 2011

A Thanksgiving Paean

For harvest plenty
And harvest moon
For leaves that fall
O'er ground are strewn-

For restful homes
And warm firelight
For steaming tea
On winters' night.

For storm that howls
And winds that blow
For peril and fright
Make faith to grow.



For crown of thorns
And bitter cross
For empty tomb
And burnt-off dross.

For all these things
And many more
We give Thee thanks
Forevermore.

 



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