Everyday my head bows
in gratitude to my Maker
for showering me with innumerable
gifts of love, joy and contentment.
Years pass and still He continues
with His ceaseless beneficence that
sees me through loss, grief and suffering.
When my world darkens, when my spirit wilts
and when my soul weeps for solace, support
and a song of joy, He lifts me up from the depths
of darkness, straightens my perspective of situations,
leads me to the safe harbor, so I lead a life
free from danger, depression and desolation.
Thank you My Father, for granting me patience
to go through fire, emerge fresh as a fragrant flower.
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