Now thank we all our God
With hearts and hands and voices
Who wondrous things has done
Despite my own undoing
Sin forgiven by Son forsaken
To bring me home to You
With countless gifts of love
No gift given more freely
Asking nothing but love returned
To unite my heart with Yours
All praise and thanks to God
Because all is Yours
My thanks is right and just
To order all my ways
Whom earth and heaven adore
Raised voices and blaring trumpets
Even the rocks cry out
To live in perpetual adoration
For thus it was, is now
And shall be evermore
(inspired by hymn by Martin Rinkart, 1636)
Happy Thanksgiving, Tim! May you be richly blessed.
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Back at ya Erika! Peace!
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