Thanksgiving Prayer

by May Wacaster

While we walk in the wilderness
And meet with trials sore,
We feel the blessings of Thy tenderness
In Thy love bestowed before.
In all our trials we seek Thy face,
For the Peace we cannot understand;
Yet in faith we are constrained to place
Life and Soul into Thy Hand.
On this common Day of Thanks, we give
To Thee, our songs we raise,
That for every moment that we live
It is Thy name we praise.