Thank You for the golden rays
Of sun that turn our nights to days,
That warm the air, the streams, the sod,
And turn the wanderer back to God.
For melodies that fill the air,
The love and tenderness that come with Thy care;
For the golden hues and colors bright
That give us courage to walk in the night.
Thank You for friends so loyal and kind,
For loved ones dear, and peace of mind;
For a house of God to worship in,
But most of all for forgiveness of sin.
Thank You for the golden hours,
The days, the years, that bloom as flowers
They weave a golden fleece to throw
To those we love were’er we go.
Father, this is my prayer of praise,
And may I never cease to raise
My voice in humble thanks to Thee
For Thy love so dear to me.
by Grace Lee Frank Smith