I thank thee God, that I have lived

Elizabeth Craven

1750 to 1828

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The love of Kin and fellowship of friends
And cooling breezes in the secret dusk;
The songs of birds, the strongest sweet scent of hay,
Once sacrificed life's loveliness for me,
Music at night, and the moonlight on the sea,
I thank Thee too, that there has come to me
Dawn breaking after weary hours of pain,
And wild white spray, flung high in ecstasy;
Because I know that there is yet to come
An even richer and more glorious life,
And morning light break through to me again.
In this great world and known its many joys:
The beat of waves upon the rocky shore
I thank Thee, God, that I have lived.
Hills and the lovely, heather-covered moors;
When I discovered that night's gloom must yield
Unasked upon my wondering head,
I thank thee God, that I have lived
Because of these and other blessings poured
That comes with parting and the words 'Good-bye';
A little heartache and the loneliness
The faithful eyes of dogs, and treasured books,
The flaming sunsets at the close of day,
And most of all, because Thine only Son
A little sorrow and sometimes defeat,
And all that makes life dear and beautiful.