Thanksgiving Hymn

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For sun above and earth below,

For flowers’ blooms, and rivers’ flow,

For springtime after pristine snow,

Lord, we give you thanks.

For sunshine after timely rains,

For mountain peaks and golden plains,

For air in lungs and blood in veins,

 Lord, we give you thanks.

For tables laid with pumpkin pies,

For elders’ lore, and newborns’ sighs,

For secret looks in lover’s eyes,

Lord, we give you thanks.

For day to work, and night to rest,

For Heaven’s Love on earth expressed,

For all the ways that we are blessed,

Lord, we give you thanks.

 

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Thanksgiving Parade

cranberry leaves

Pumpkins paint the garden coral,

Arbours don their Sunday best;

Grasses nod in shades of sorrel,

Geese sing hymns upon their quest.

Raindrops augment sweet perfume

As Autumn acts her great charade;

All of Nature stands in wonder,

Gives her thanks in loud parade.

Turning Over a New Leaf

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Pull the drapes on summer past,

Linger long ‘neath autumn’s mast

Where golden sheaves are gathered in,

Thankfulness where pain has been.

Lord of the Gathering

Turkey and dressing and cranberry sauce,

gravy, potatoes, and helpings of pie;

turnips and salads and cinnamon floss

to deal with the bits that your teeth trap inside.

Saying a blessing with heads bowing low,

family gathered in bustle of noise;

giving our thanks for the blessings heaped high

on hearts’  inner platters, and counting the joys

of harvest and hearth-side, of  food in the bin;

O Lord of the gathering,

we usher You in!

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Happy Thanksgiving to my Canadian friends!