North Vietnam Prisoners’ Thanks
“I thank Thee, Lord, for blessings, big and small;
For spring’s warm glow and songbird’s welcome call;
For autumn’s hue and winter’s white snow shawl.
I thank Thee for the harvest rich with grain;
For tall trees and the quiet shadowed lane;
For rushing stream, for birds that love to fly;
My country’s land, the mountains and the plain.
I thank Thee for each sunset in the sky,
For sleepy nights, the bed in which I lie;
A life of truth and peace; a woman’s hand,
Her hand in mine unit the day I die.
I thank Thee, Lord, for all these things above;
But most of all I thank Thee for
~ Ralph Gaither ~
(written while a POW in North Vietnam)