© Jeanne E. Webster
Thank you, Lord, for Mom and Dad,
My angelic grandma I loved so
Abundant sustenance all my life;
Safe environments in which to grow.
I appreciated my brothers and sisters
Though we fought like cats and dogs
We played and wrestled and got dirty;
I could catch the biggest bull frogs.
You gave me a sound body and mind
I learned well to read and write
Mostly I behaved quite proper;
A few wrongs but tried to do right.
Summer time we got rounded up
One year for that Bible school
Met this gentle young man, Jesus,
Who taught me the Golden Rule.
He’s led me down life’s pathway
Soothed my heart and hell-bound soul
Cleaned me up one side and another;
Dug me out of that dark, deep hole.
The loving heart you gave me, Lord,
I used for lost sisters and brothers
That forgiving spirit was harder to bear;
But you said we should love one another.
Oh, the wisdom in that there Bible
The tools for us to use in our lives
I’m finding new ones most everyday;
‘specially joys from just being alive.
A thankful heart and loving spirit
Is my offering, Lord, back to you
Reflecting a happier way of life,
And a heart that’s tried and so true.