Thanksgiving

Verse 1

We thank Thee, Lord, for life and breath, Provided us so free; For at Thy hand we live and move— Our all must come from Thee.

Chorus

We thank Thee, blessed Master, With mortal tongue below; But when we gain that heav’nly plane, Eternal thanks shall flow.

Verse 2

For food, dear Lord, we raise to Thee Our song of thankful praise— For giving us that living bread Which gladdens all our days.

Verse 3

We thank Thee, Lord, for raiment, too, For slumber in the night, For clothing our immortal souls In shining robes of white.

Verse 4

We thank Thee, Lord, for Thy dear Son, For Thy unfailing grace; We thank Thee for the hope to see Our Savior face to face.