O Give Thanks to Him Who Made
O give thanks to Him Who made
Morning light and evening shade;
Source and Giver of all good,
Nightly sleep and daily food;
Quickener of our wearied powers,
Guard of our unconscious hours.
O give thanks to nature’s King,
Who made every breathing thing;
His, our warm and sentient frame,
His, the mind’s immortal flame.
O how close the ties that bind
Spirits to the Eternal Mind!
O give thanks with heart and lip,
For we are His workmanship;
And all creatures are His care:
Not a bird that cleaves the air
Falls unnoticed; but who can
Speak the Father’s love to man?
O give thanks to Him Who came
In a mortal, suffering frame—
Temple of the Deity—
Came for rebel man to die;
In the path Himself hath trod
Leading back His saints to God.
Words: Josiah Conder, 1836
ht: Cyberhymnal
The Happy Wonderer ~ ellen b. 
Good morning Ellen B.,
The words to this hymn are so beautiful and paired with the lovely photo of the light and shade it brings it that much more to life. I think I need to go check out cyber hymnal as I’d love to hear its tune.
Are you having lots of little kiddies at your house for Thanksgiving? I was cleaning yesterday and noticed that everything I own is either glass or china…yikes!! This week we have to install catches on the doors so the smallest one (who is a terror) doesn’t get into the chemicals ;-(. I will be ever so Thankful to make it through the holiday without anything being broken ;-).
I hope you have a lovely Sabbath day!!!
xoxo Cori G.
Guard of our unconscious hours….I liked that phrase. This was beautiful and the photo too.
Thanks to God for the abundance of his goodness to us! Have a restful day, Ellen!
Gorgeous picture!