|By:||Sing the KJV|
|Composer:||Adelaide Ann Procter, Frederick Charles Maker|
My God, I thank thee who hast made the earth so bright.
So full of splendor and of joy, beauty and light.
So many glorious things are here, noble and right.
I thank thee, too, that thou hast made joy to abound.
So many gentle thoughts and deeds circling us round
That in the darkest spot on earth some love is found.
I thank thee more that all our joy is touched with pain,
That shadows fall on brightest hours, that thorns remain;
So that earth’s bliss may be our guide, and not our chain.
I thank thee, Lord, that thou hast kept the best in store;
We have enough, yet not too much to long for more,
A yearning for a deeper peace not known before.
I thank thee, Lord, that here our souls, though amply blessed,
Can never find, although they seek a perfect rest;
Nor ever shall, until they lean on Jesus’ breast. Amen.