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Christian Poems For Thanksgiving

Updated on December 16, 2016

A Thankful Heart


Each morning as a new day breaks

I say a little prayer

And thank the Lord with grateful heart

For blessings - everywhere...


For sunlit days and starry nights

And roses in the Spring

That captivate the senses

And cause my heart to sing...


For countless joys of Summer

And evening's Summer breeze,

Sweet moments to remember

Among treasured memories...


For Autum's blaze of color

In shades of flame and gold,

For reverence at Thanksgiving,

Uniting young and old...


For family ties at Christmas

Where love is intertwined

With heightened hope and gladness

And prayers for all mankind.

Vi B. Chevalier



Thankful for All


An easy thing O Power Divine,

To thank Thee for these gifts of Thine!

For summer's sunshine, winter's snow,

For hearts that kindle, thoughts that glow.


But when shall I attain to this: --

To thank Thee for the things I miss?

For all young Fancy's early gleams,

The dreamed - of joys that still are dreams,


Hopes unfulfilled, and pleasures known

Through others' fortunes, not my own,

And blessings seen that are not given,

And never will be, this side of heaven.


Had I, too, shared the joys I see,

Would there have been a heaven for me?

Could I have felt Thy presence near?

Had I possessed what I held dear?


My deepest fortune, highest bliss,

Have grown perchance from things I miss.

Sometimes there comes an hour of calm;

Grief turns to blessing, pain to balm;


A Power that works above my will

Still leads me onward, upward still;

And then my heart attains to this:--

To thank Thee for the things I miss.

Thomas Wentworth Higginson

A Thanksgiving Prayer


    Oh, God, when I have food,

help me to remember the hungry;

    When I have work, help me

to remember the jobless;

    When I have a warm home,

help me to remember the homeless;

    When I am without pain,

help me to remember those who suffer;

    And remembering, help me

    to destroy my complacency

    and bestir my compassion.

    Make me concerned enough

    to help, by word and deed,

          those who cry out

  for what we take for granted.

Samuel F. Pugh

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      BIGCSSHOP 4 years ago

      Thank you manatita44 your words are powerful. Bless you!

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      manatita44 4 years ago from london

      Gratitude is the life-breath of the Supreme. Thanks for sharing