For everything give thanks
And give glory unto God...
Memories of lying on creek banks
Midst smells and softness of the sod
The wind rustling in the trees
Sails leaves upon moving water
While too its blossums fly their seeds
As though gifts to Heavenly Father
The sights and sounds of nature
Soothe our senses with enjoyment
When we've stress it is the cure
Consistently there for sustainment
For everything give thanks
And give glory unto God...
With His angels, join the ranks
Share His message far and abroad
Unto every nation
And isles of the sea
Let there be celebration
That with our God we can be
He loves the old and young
And looks not upon our skin
Though we speak a different tongue
We can feel His love within
For everything give thanks
With glory unto God...
A man is of what he thinks
For this end we have a quad
May we sit under the sky
To ponder all our blessings
And unto our Lord cry
For peace and for destressing
With faith filled uttered words
May we speak with our Father
And be assured that we're heard
As alone our thoughts, we offer
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