Thank-you Lord

Thank-you Lord, glad morning conquers

The restrictions of the deep

Where the blush of dawn’s awakening

Bleeds across the gleaming sweep

Of moments rendered to the harvest

As our stumbling follies plead

For your grace to fill our fumbling

And Your mercy for our need

Thank-you Lord, our vague perception

Cannot grasp your utter worth

Yet we see splendor’s reflection

Fill the seasons of the earth

And we bow in humble wonder

At the miracles imbued

Within each picture-frame of nature

In the storm; the solitude

Thank-you Lord, music of heaven

Spills across the universe

Where our mortal being suffers

In the vale of Adam’s curse

But, we do not suffer hopeless

Holy love flings wide the door

Where your goodness and your mercy

In abundant rivers pour

Thank-you Lord, you do not leave us

To the wages we have earned

But in love, Lord You receive us

We, who Your perfection spurned

For our feeble understanding

Cannot know Your holy will

Yet, in spite of our confusion

Thank-you Lord, You love us still

© Janet Martin

...as I listened to this wonderful composition, I could not contain my praise!

Thank-you Lord.

Happy Thanksgiving to all who celebrate today. May it be a season not of calendar-number but of the heart.