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Sunday, 28 June 2015

Thanks, my God - August L. Storm

Thanks, my God, for all that has been.
Thanks for all You do bestow,
Thanks for all the years that have been,
Thanks for minutes, as they flow.
Thanks for spring days, warm with sunshine,
Thanks for fall days, dark and drear,
Thanks for tears, forgotten oft time,
Thanks for peace, my heart to cheer.

Thanks for granted revelation,
Thanks for things not understood,
Thanks for answering each petition,
Thanks for "No" to what's not good.
Thanks for this life's secret treasure,
Thanks for help without surcease,
Thanks for grace beyond all measure,
Thanks for covenant of peace.

Thanks for Your blue vaulted heaven,
Thanks for murky clouds oft seen,
Thanks for sunshine by You given,
Thanks for darkness in between.
Thanks for conflict, testing, trying,
Thanks for hopes by You fulfilled;
Thanks for each day's happy flying,
Thanks for hopes still unfulfilled.

Thanks for wayside roses given,
Thanks for thorns found on each one;
Thanks for open way to heaven,
Thanks for everlasting home;
Thanks for cross and thanks for suff’ring,
Thanks for heavenly bliss so free,
Thanks for strife and ev'ry off'ring,
Thanks throughout eternity!

August L. Storm (1862 - 1914) Swe­den
Translated by E. Einar Kron

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