I Thank Thee
O Thou whose bounty fills my cup, 
With every blessing meet! 
I give Thee thanks for every drop— 
The bitter and the sweet. 
I praise Thee for the desert road, 
And for the riverside; 
For all Thy goodness hath bestowed, 
And all Thy grace denied. 
I thank Thee for both smile and frown, 
And for the gain and loss; 
I praise Thee for the future crown 
And for the present cross. 
I thank Thee for both wings of love 
Which stirred my worldly nest; 
And for the stormy clouds which drove 
Me, trembling, to Thy breast. 
I bless Thee for the glad increase, 
And for the waning joy; 
And for this strange, this settled peace 
Which nothing can destroy. 
 ~ Jane Crewdson (1860) 
 
 
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