Thanksgiving

                                          
We plow the fields, and scatter

The good seed on the land,

But it is fed and watered

By God’s almighty hand.




 God sends the snow in winter,

The warmth to swell the grain,

The breezes and the sunshine,

The soft refreshing rain.



All good gifts

Are sent from heaven above;

We thank you Lord, We thank you Lord

We thank you for your love.

You only are the Maker

Of all things near and far;

You paint the wayside flower,

You light the evening star;

The winds and waves obey you,

By you the birds are fed;

Much more to us, your children,

You give our daily bread.

All Good Gifts

Are sent from Heaven above

We thank you Lord,

We thank you Lord,

                                                    We thank you for your love

We thank you then creator

For all things bright and good,

The seedtime and the harvest,

Our life, our health, our food:

And all that we can offer

Your boundless love imparts

The gifts to you, most pleasing

Our humble thankful hearts.

All good gifts

Are sent from heaven above

We thank you Lord

We thank you Lord

We thank you for your love



All good gifts

Are sent from heaven above

We thank you Lord

We thank you Lord

We thank you for your love

      ~ Rev. Matthias Claudius, 1782

The Thanksgiving season is a wonderful time to heighten your sensitivity to the blessings bestowed by God. Thanksgiving grabs your attention, shakes the cobwebs loose, and reminds you of all God's most precious gifts.
         ~John MacArthur
   

You care for the land and water it; You enrich it abundantly.
The streams of God are filled with water to provide the people with grain, for so You have ordained it.
You drench its furrows and level its ridges; You soften it with showers and bless its crops.
You crown the year with your bounty, and Your carts overflow with abundance. The grasslands of the wilderness overflow; the hills are clothed with gladness.
The meadows are covered with flocks and the valleys are mantled with grain; they shout for joy and sing.
            ~Psalm 65:9-13

                                     

                                Have a blessed Thanksgiving

Always Seeking Higher Ground,

Nora