LORD, I THANK YOU
(© Marion Stewart - 4/10/96)

Across the hills,
resounding from every heart
as I count my blessings,
Lord let me know the joy of living.
Lord, when my loved ones are around me,
when my heart is filled
with blessings untold,
when I can clap my hands
and lead someone to You,
Lord, let me know the joy of living.
For God hath shed His blood
to save sinners like me.
My thanks go to God
from Whom each good gift comes.
I give thanks with love
that cannot die.

 

Use the links below to see more of my grandfather's poetry. Fuzzy Angel is a story I wrote when remembering my grandparents.

Literature Index Grandpa Index Fuzzy Angel Untitled 1 The Life of Man The Way Home A Song - Follow Me Love Days Seem So Long God Knows the Best Time is Now I Rise Early Old Man Lord, On Thee I Call In My Childhood Days

Youth Long Ago Hold On Lord, I Thank You All Day Stand By Me The World Will Be Destroyed If A Man Die Untitled 2 When I Die Better Things Ahead Untitled 3 I Am Going Home Straight Road There Is A Reason

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