Poet: C. A. Lynch
In His provisions, we find delight,
For every need, He gives us light.
Abundant blessings, day and night,
We thank you, Lord, with all our might.
From fields of green to skies above,
You fill our lives with boundless love.
In every season, you provide,
Your faithful hand, we can't deny.
So in this season of thanksgiving,
We lift our voices, hearts are singing.
For all the ways you bless our days,
We offer you our heartfelt praise.
Poet: C. A. Lynch
Oh, His grace, so rich and free,
It's the anchor for our souls, you see.
In times of weakness, doubt, and fear,
His grace is there, always near.
For by His grace, we are made new,
He washes us with mercy's dew.
His arms are open, wide and wide,
To heal our wounds and still our stride.
So let us gather, hands held high,
And thank Him for His grace, oh my!
For in His grace, we find sweet rest,
A gift so precious, we are blessed.
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Thanksgiving Prayers
Thanksgiving Blessings
Poet: C. A. Lynch
His love, so deep, so pure, so true,
It carries us when skies turn blue.
Through every trial and every tear,
His love remains, always near.
In times of joy, His love abounds,
In times of sorrow, His love surrounds.
It lifts us up, it calms our fears,
His love wipes away our tears.
For God is love, it's His essence,
A love that knows no bounds or presence.
He sent His Son to die for all,
So through His love, we'll never fall.
So let us give thanks to Him for His love,
A love that comes from heaven above.
For in His love, we find our worth,
A love that lasts eternity's birth.
Poet: C. A. Lynch
His comfort, like a gentle breeze,
Envelopes us, puts our hearts at ease.
In times of grief, and days of despair,
His comfort, oh how it's always there.
He holds us close, in arms so strong,
In His embrace, nothing goes wrong.
He whispers words of hope and peace,
His comfort brings our souls release.
When trials come and burdens weigh,
His comfort carries us through the day.
He heals our wounds, He soothes our pain,
His comfort, a refuge, a perfect gain.
So let us show thanksgiving through praise,
For His comfort, in all our ways.
For in His comfort, we find rest,
A gentle pillow for our troubled chest.
Poet: C. A. Lynch
His provisions, like a table spread,
With every good thing, our souls are fed.
From the mountains high, to the valleys low,
His provisions overflow and grow.
He gives us food to fill our bellies,
He clothes us with love, warm and cozy.
With every need, He's always there,
His provisions, beyond compare.
So let us gather, and give Him thanks,
For all His blessings, and overflowing banks.
For in His provisions, we lack no thing,
Our cups are full, and our hearts will sing.
Thanksgiving Wishes
Poet: C. A. Lynch
Oh, His grace, so rich and free,
It's the hope that we celebrate with glee.
In times of need, in times of strife,
His grace is our guiding light.
When we stumble and fall so low,
His grace is there to help us grow.
No sin too great, no past too dark,
His grace can transform, ignite the spark.
For by His grace, we are restored,
In His mercy, we are adored.
His grace gives strength, His grace gives power,
His grace sustains us every hour.
So let us gather, hearts ablaze,
Offering thanksgiving by our heartfelt praise.
For in His grace, we find our way,
A love that leads us day by day.
Poet: C. A. Lynch
In the season of thanks, hearts entwine,
A melody of praise, divine.
Beneath the golden harvest's sheen,
Whispers of grace, love unseen.
Around the table, warmth and cheer,
A feast of love, drawing near.
For blessings big and blessings small,
We thank our God, the source of all.
Autumn leaves in colors bright,
A tapestry of His love's pure light.
In grateful hearts, His presence clear,
A harvest of joy, drawing near.
Poet: C. A. Lynch
When we feel lost, and all alone,
His love is there to guide us home.
No matter how far we may roam,
His love is our eternal home.
For God is love, it's who He is,
A love that never fades or fizzles.
He loves us in our brokenness,
His love brings healing, fullness, and rest.
So let us gather, hearts entwined,
And thank Him for His love so kind.
For in His love, we find our worth,
A love that lasts, here on earth.
