Thanksgiving

By Rae Cross

Thanksgiving is a state of mind,
It isn’t a feast or a day;
It’s the joy you feel within your heart
For blessings God sends your way.

It’s the knowledge that God is good,
That His is a boundless supply;
That you need but to ask in faith
To make all your good multiply.

Whenever you’re prompted to praise
As you kneel in the silence to pray —
When joy and love call forth your thanks-
You are proclaiming Thanksgiving Day

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