I have no silver or gold to spare
My purse and pockets are bare
But don't pity me for being poor,
There are no creditors at my door.
I'll never know the gain of wealth
But God has given me good health,
Earthly treasure cannot buy wellness
Nor any grand measure of happiness.
My modest old home needs repair
But comforts are abundant there,
Living in the spirit of God's grace
Home is a happy soothing place.
Filling my pantry is never complete
But there is always enough to eat,
I will never dine on a banquet feast
But God blest with enough at least.
My clothes are worn and coat torn
But the hearth keeps me cozy warm,
As the blazing logs crackle and flare
I thank God for the clothes I wear.
Storms make my roof groan and creak
But that blessing overhead has no leak,
The winds may rage and rains downpour
But I am comfy dry from ceiling to floor.
I have dreamed of fancy bedroom suites
With a splendid big bed and silk sheets
But God gave me a feather bed instead
And it's a fine place to rest a weary head.
As I consider all things and look around
God's blessings in abundance abound,
He has provided all that I need for living
And reasons for prayer on Thanksgiving.
Precious Lord above with love I thank you
For the divine goodness in my life you do,
Father thank you for your soul saving grace
And the comfort of your loving embrace.
Thank you for our soldier warriors brave
Who serve beneath Old Glory's wave,
Shepherd them home safely God I pray,
Deliver them unharmed by next holiday.
In your love and mercy my blessings flow,
For all that I celebrate, it is you I owe,
Lord I thank you in my most reverent way
For the abundance this Thanksgiving Day.
©Written by: Kenneth J. Ellison 11-19-08
Song title: "Come Fill My Heart"
Poetry By Ken
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