Thanks

MY GOD,

I thank Thee for the love
that called me to Thy fold;
The Hand that held me when I sought
to loose its gentle hold.

I thank Thee for temptation past,
when Thou didst hide away
to let me learn the feebleness
of my poor heart of clay.

I thank Thee for the trial sent
to crush my haughty pride;
I thank Thee, too, that others know
my very weakest side.

I thank Thee for the silent fight--
the victory Thou hast aided me
Though hidden, Thou hast aided me
to conquer self and sin.

I thank Thee for the broken lies
that bound me to the earth;
I thank Thee for the sorrow seeds
that to bright buds give birth.

I thank Thee for the lesson taught
To lean on none save Thee;
that rest in any human heart
must never be sought by me.

But, Oh! my God, I thank Thee most
for coming back once more
And bringing even a greater peace
than ever I felt before.