It’s Sunday, the air is calm and still, The week of Thanksgiving, a time to feel. No complaints on my lips, no requests to impart, Just gratitude flowing straight from my heart.
Thank You, Lord, for the gift of this day, For breath in my lungs, for moments to pray. For the rising sun and the life You bestow, For Your grace that sustains and helps me grow.
No matter the trials, the highs or the lows, Your love is the anchor my spirit knows. So today, I pause, with no need to strive, Just thankful, O God, to simply be alive.
