Thanks for Giving !

 

If I tried, I could never thank You, Dear Lord, for all the many blessings You have so graciously given … to me … to my loved ones … to my friends … to our city … to our state … to our country … to the Earth.

We all hear the bad news, the sad news, the disagreements, the hardships, the killings, the wars. Enough! Life is hard, yes; but life is an AMAZING gift to be treasured, appreciated, and filled with AWE for every breath we take!

From the very moments cells unite, to the first Holy Breath of life, to the last release of that breath, to the reuniting JOY of arrival in our Heavenly Home-we are gifted!

What we do during our time here is up to us; what we accomplish with Your encouragement, guidance, and strength, exists to Honor and Praise Your Glory, All-Powerful, All-Knowing, and Forever Presence in our lives-whether we are aware of it or not.

Thank You, Dear Lord, for being mindful of me; even when I am not mindful of You. It is truly humbling that You, the Lord of All that is, was, and will be, cares for such as me. Again, if I tried, I could never thank You, Dear Lord, for all the many blessings You have so graciously given-moment by moment, day by day, year by year. I do try to watch, wait, and listen, for ALL Your gifts!  Amen

 

I didn’t know there were more verses to the Doxology. I learn more and more each day!

In reading the text of this song, I think memorizing this prayer and repeating it often would be a goal of mine. Bless Thomas Ken for his lovely words of praise and thanksgiving.

 

Awake My Soul, and with the Sun

by Thomas Ken 1674

Awake, my soul, and with the sun
Thy daily stage of duty run;
Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise,
To pay thy morning sacrifice.

Thy precious time misspent, redeem,
Each present day thy last esteem,
Improve thy talent with due care;
For the great day thyself prepare.

By influence of the Light divine
Let thy own light to others shine.
Reflect all Heaven’s propitious ways
In ardent love, and cheerful praise.

In conversation be sincere;
Keep conscience as the noontide clear;
Think how all-seeing God thy ways
And all thy secret thoughts surveys.

Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart,
And with the angels bear thy part,
Who all night long unwearied sing
High praise to the eternal King.

All praise to Thee, who safe has kept
And hast refreshed me while I slept
Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake
I may of endless light partake.

Heav’n is, dear Lord, where’er Thou art,
O never then from me depart;
For to my soul ’tis hell to be
But for one moment void of Thee.

Lord, I my vows to Thee renew;
Disperse my sins as morning dew.
Guard my first springs of thought and will,
And with Thyself my spirit fill.

Direct, control, suggest, this day,
All I design, or do, or say,
That all my powers, with all their might,
In Thy sole glory may unite.

I would not wake nor rise again
And Heaven itself I would disdain,
Wert Thou not there to be enjoyed,
And I in hymns to be employed.

Praise God, from whom all blessings flow;
Praise Him, all creatures here below;
Praise Him above, ye heavenly host;
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

 

 

 

 

2 thoughts on “Thanks for Giving !”

    1. We’ve just arrived home from beach trip to Cherry Grove and 2 days in Hartsville. We filled a truck FULL for Habitat for Humanity from Mother and Daddy’s house. My husband, Robert, and Dick, Anne’s husband and I worked nonstop. But really did well … gonna have a new realtor. So … keeping our fingers crossed 401 Church will sell soon !! Beach Villa has not sold either … bummer.
      Took Robert to Sophie’s … he loved it !!!
      Glad the devotion spoke to you. I love you, Jan

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