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