Thanksgiving Flood
Overflowing gratitude, pouring... Beyond measure of reason May the emergent Thanksgiving season Find me on bended knees, adoring... And whence does spring this crystalline fountain Which my heart fills and my soul floods? Does it bubble from the brooks of the world? No! It flows from a much higher mountain! The mountain, the fountain is Christ The water, the river, is Christ The rhyme the poem is Christ I am thankfully flooded with Christ!