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Chron. 16: 8 Give thanks unto the LORD, call upon his name, make known
his deeds among the people.
I Give Thanks
For
all we are and all we do
we
give our thanks each day.
We
live, grow, change and mend
I
give my thanks and pray.
I
thank my mother and father
for
all the things they gave.
Within
their hand they held my life
but
only One could save.
I led the life He wanted for me
although the road was rough.
I never look back with any regret
the rocky roads were tough.
The
path was laid before we were born
the
forks were all in place.
Which
we chose was a cosmic bend
that
altered time and space.
I
found a cross in my walk
as I
wandered through each year.
Whimsical
times and frenzied mind
He
made it all seem clear.
The
crystal shell lay in shards
glass
was torn to pieces.
He
put them all together again
my
love for Him never ceases!
I
thank the Lord for carrying me
through
my most daunting days.
I’m
mended now because of Him,
a path of newfound ways.
