We give thanks to God everyday;
not just on Thanksgiving,
but whenever we pray.
We thank him for life, health and strength,
we thank him for all blessings sent.
Its thanks given to God’s only Son;
who died on the cross, to save everyone.
Its thanks given ‘cause he rose from the dead;
on the third day, just like he said.
As we sit down to feast,
we give special thanks;
for the food that we eat.
Thanks given for shelter.
A peaceful night sleep,
clothes on our backs,
shoes on our feet.
Thanks given for protecting us from harm;
for bringing us through life’s treacherous storms.
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