Happy Thanksgiving!
Along with friend, family, turkey and stuffing, I hope you'll take at least a few minutes this weekend to remember God's incredible blessings to you this year!
Praise To God, Immortal Praise
Praise to God, immortal praise,
For the love that crowns our days;
Bounteous Source of every joy,
Let Thy praise our tongues employ.
For the love that crowns our days;
Bounteous Source of every joy,
Let Thy praise our tongues employ.
For the blessing of the field,
For the stores the gardens yield,
For the joy which harvest bring,
Grateful praises now we sing.
Clouds that drop refreshing dews;
Suns that genial heat diffuse;
Flocks that whiten all the plain,
Yellow sheaves of ripened grain.
All that Spring with bounteous hand,
Scatters o'er the smiling land;
All that lib'ral Autumn pours
From her overflowing stores;
These great God, to Thee we owe,
Source whence all our blessings flow;
And for these our souls shall raise
Grateful vows and solemn praise.
Written by Anna L. Barbauld, 1773
I will probably not be blogging much, if at all, the rest of the week in order to spend time enjoying the holiday! See you all back here on Monday!
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