I thank thee God, that I have lived
Elizabeth Craven
1750 to 1828
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And cooling breezes in the secret dusk;
A little sorrow and sometimes defeat,
The beat of waves upon the rocky shore
And most of all, because Thine only Son
The faithful eyes of dogs, and treasured books,
When I discovered that night's gloom must yield
That comes with parting and the words 'Good-bye';
Dawn breaking after weary hours of pain,
The love of Kin and fellowship of friends
And morning light break through to me again.
A little heartache and the loneliness
And all that makes life dear and beautiful.
Unasked upon my wondering head,
And wild white spray, flung high in ecstasy;
The songs of birds, the strongest sweet scent of hay,
An even richer and more glorious life,
Hills and the lovely, heather-covered moors;
I thank Thee, God, that I have lived.
Because of these and other blessings poured
Because I know that there is yet to come
Once sacrificed life's loveliness for me,
I thank thee God, that I have lived
The flaming sunsets at the close of day,
Music at night, and the moonlight on the sea,
I thank Thee too, that there has come to me
In this great world and known its many joys: