Lord, let us be thankful in heart

Not words spoken to gain a high name

Or feasting on words without sincerity

Causing our glorifying to become lame.


Let us be thankful for the little things

Thankful for the children's smile

The sincere nod of an elderly

That has gone the extra mile.


 For the efforts of the feeble minded

Prayerful for the poor in need

And for the castaways

Whose hearts continually bleed.


May we think of the lonely

Whose dear ones have passed away

Please lift their spirit high

If only for "Thanksgiving Day."


May we think of those on the battlefield

Fighting that we may be free

Bless them to the highest

Please hear our humble plea.


May we remember the shut in

And the nursing homes that day

Please let their spirit be happy and free

Stay by their bedside on Thanksgiving Day.


When we gather on Thanksgiving Day

May You be our main guest

And may we thank You for all the blessings

For it's in You that we are truly blest.

Danna Robinette
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But when thou makest a feast, call the poor, the maimed, the lame, the blind:And thou shalt be blessed; for they cannot recompense thee...
Luke 14:13...



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