Classic Poem

Dear Lord, we thank Thee for the crops
Of white and golden grain,
Which now are safely gathered in
From winter's sleet and rain!

And for the fruits and for the foods
In cellars stored away;
We thank Thee now, dear blessed Lord,
On this Thanksgiving Day!

Not only for the crops this year
(So bounteous and free)
Of grain and fruit so plenteous
Do we give thanks to Thee;

But for the many gifts which Thou
Hast on us all bestowed;
Each day, each hour and all the time,
We thank Thee, blessed Lord!