"To thank his God for sorrow..."
Psalm 118: 1 "Give thanks to the Lord, for he is good; his love endures forever."
I know we normally do contemplative poems for devotions on Friday, but we're gonna mix it up this week in honor of Thanksgiving. Here are the last two stanzas of a moderately lengthy Thanksgiving poem. To read the entire thing, go here.
by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Full many a blessing wears the guise
Of worry or of trouble;
Far-seeing is the soul, and wise,
Who knows the mask is double.
But he who has the faith and strength
To thank his God for sorrow
Has found a joy without alloy
To gladden every morrow.
We ought to make the moments notes
Of happy, glad Thanksgiving;
The hours and days a silent phrase
Of music we are living.
And so the theme should swell and grow
As weeks and months pass o’er us,
And rise sublime at this good time,
A grand Thanksgiving chorus.