Perhaps we have not counted

All our blessings one by one;

Perhaps we have not bothered

To remember from where they come;


And maybe we have taken

Just for granted all the things

That the good Lord has created

And the gifts that nature brings.


The autumn hills in glory robed,

A golden field of grain,

A sunset's dazzling splendor

Or the Milky Way's great plain,


The starry sky's sublimity,

The ocean's mighty power,

The wonder of creation

In the petal of a flower.


And so if we have failed to show

By work act or deed

That we are thankful unto Him

Who fills our daily need,


May this day show we're grateful

When we add up all the sum

Of blessings we remember,

As we count them one by one.


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