Father, We Thank Thee

  Father, We Thank Thee

Words by Ralph Waldo Emerson

Photos by me

For flowers that bloom about our feet,

Father, we thank Thee.

For tender grass so fresh and sweet,

Father, we thank Thee.

 For the song of bird and hum of bee,

For all things fair we hear or see,

Father in heaven, we thank Thee.

For blue of stream and blue of sky,

Father, we thank Thee.

For pleasant shade of branches high,

Father, we thank Thee.

For fragrant air and cooling breeze,

For beauty of the blooming trees,

Father in heaven, we thank Thee.

For this new morning with its light, 

Father, we thank Thee,

For rest and shelter of the night,

Father we thank Thee.

For health and food, for love and friends

For everything Thy goodness sends

Father in heaven, we thank Thee.

This is a rerun from an earlier post. But, on this Thanksgiving Eve, as I prepare to host Thanksgiving on Thursday and a Thanksgiving/Christmas gathering on Friday, I thought it was appropriate to share again.

I'll be away from the blog for a few days. Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours!