Giving Thanks

To the one who fashioned the earth,
who set the birds aflight in the skies,
to him who formed us from the dirt,
and blesses us daily with the sunrise.

To you today we lift up our hands, heads, and hearts in giving thanks.

To the one who made all the waters,
who establish a variety of life therein,
to him who holds the earth's quarters,
whose blood washes away every sin.

To you today we lift up our hands, heads, and hearts in giving thanks.

To the one who made the valleys and hills,
who made animals free to wander there,
to him who salvaged us from the landfills,
and established us firmly in his care.

To you today we lift up our hands, heads, and hearts in giving thanks.

To the one who can dictate the wind,
who magnificently paints the heavens,
to him whose love we cannot rescind,
and whose light alone never darkens.

To you today we lift up our hands, heads, and hearts in giving thanks.

To the one self-existing and forever,
who radiates with majesty and glory,
he alone makes us alive not just better,
and in whom we live a life that's holy.

To you today we lift our hands,
To you today we lift our heads,
To you today we lift our hearts,
To you today we're giving thanks.