To the last warm glow of dusk;
Every breath we take is sacred,
For it is God's gift to us.
In thanksgiving, let us praise Him;
In thanksgiving, let us sing
Songs of praise and adoration
To our gracious Lord, and King.
In the season of our plenty,
In the season of our need;
We will find His grace sufficient,
We will find His love complete.
Hidden in His healing wings;
Day by day His love provides us
Every good and perfect thing.
In thanksgiving, let us sing
Songs of praise and adoration
To our gracious Lord, and King.
~Claire Cloninger~
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