THANKFUL

Thankful

When I think of being thankful

I know where to begin

Back on that wooden cross

Where He took away my sin

Though I'm as filthy rags

He sees me white as snow

Forgiven  past to future

The depth no one will know

He died because He loved me

To the Father be reconciled

To live with Him forever

To be His beloved child

His Mercy and His Grace

He graciously gives to me

He forms me to His likeness

To be all that I can be

So yes, I am quite thankful

For what He's done for me

I pray all eyes will open

And see just what I see

Reviews

[Fabian G. Franklin]

I see a beautiful soul...is there any better tonic than an attitude of gratitude? I don't know of one. Bless you.