Endless thanks I lift to the skies,
To God above, so kind and wise.
For your goodness, your love so true,
A blessing each day—because of you.
If I could count the years I've known,
More than half of my life you've shown.
You gave me what I never had before—
A place to lean, a heart to restore.
Someone to run to, someone to hear,
A voice that calms, a soul so near.
All that I lacked, I found in you,
A gift so rare, so deep, so true.
So this I offer, quiet and clear,
A thank-you born from every year.
For your kindness, for your care,
My life has meaning, bright and fair.
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