Thanksgiving prayer
Chris Ahlemann
I than you, Lord for harvest grain,
For plums and apples too,
For sunny days and gentle rain
And skies of deepest blue.
I thank you for a place called home
Where love and laughter live
A place where all are safe and warm
And ready to forgive
I thank you for the soothing peace
That comes at close of day
As I my fears and cares release

When I kneel down to pray