God, how can I say thanks for all you've done for me?

For standing beside me on the lonely road of fear,

For lifting me out of the dry valley of despair,

For holding me close during the thundering storms of doubt,

Lord, I'm grateful.

For walking before me through the dark forest of trepidation,

For carrying me over the river of worry,

For bathing me in the fountain of peace,

Lord, I am grateful.
For clothing me with the robe of your forgiveness,

For covering me with the veil of your mercy,

For pouring over me the perfume of hope,

Lord, I am grateful.

Copyright © 2004 Marsha Jordan