I thank Thee, Father, once again For many blessings gladly known, And many more beyond my ken That Thou dost see and Thou alone; But most of all my heart I raise To praise Thee for the power to praise. Thy bounty, it is wondrous kind; But oh, the smiling of Thy face! My life is all in love designed, But Thou Thyself art grace of grace, -- Thyself, oh, infinitely more Than all Thy bounty's golden store. That I can feel Thy Fatherhood, That I can press my hand in Thine, That I can know that Thou art good, And all Thy power is love divine, -- This knowledge every bliss outranks; I thank Thee for the gift of thanks. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CHAMBER THICKET by SHARON OLDS SEVEN TWILIGHTS: 5 by CONRAD AIKEN YOU KNOW WHAT PEOPLE SAY by JAMES GALVIN ABOVE AND WITHIN by DAVID IGNATOW MONADNOCK IN EARLY SPRING by AMY LOWELL A HYMN OF HATE by DOROTHY PARKER |