C. M. Gaskell. Close of the Year. |
1 O God! to Thee our hearts would pay Their gratitude sincere, Whose love hath kept us, night and day, Throughout another year. 2 Of every breath, and every power, Thou wast the gracious source; From Thee came every happy hour Which smiled along its course. 3 And if sometimes across our path A cloud its shadows threw, Thou didst not waft it there in wrath, But loving-kindness true. 4 For joy and grief alike we pay Our thanks to Thee above; And only pray to grow each day More worthy of Thy love.
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