Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THANKSGIVING, by MARGARET ELIZABETH MUNSON SANGSTER Poet's Biography First Line: What time the latest flower hath bloomed Last Line: "and end it with, ""thy will be done." Alternate Author Name(s): Van Deth, Gerrit, Mrs. Subject(s): Religion; Theology | ||||||||
WHAT time the latest flower hath bloomed, The latest bird hath southward flown; When silence weaves o'er garnered sheaves Sweet idyls in our northern zone; When scattered children rest beside The hearth, and hold the mother's hand, Then rolls Thanksgiving's ample tide Of fervent praise across the land. And though the autumn stillness broods Where spring was glad with song and stir, Though summer's grace leave little trace On fields that smiled at sight of her, Still glows the sunset's altar fire With crimson flame and heart of gold, And faith uplifts, with strong desire And deep content, the hymns of old. We bless our God for wondrous wealth, Through all the bright benignant year; For shower and rain, for ripened grain; For gift and guerdon, far and near. We bless the ceaseless Providence That watched us through the peaceful days, That led us home, or brought us thence, And kept us in our various ways. And if the hand so much that gave Hath something taken from our store, If caught from sight, to heaven's pure light, Some precious ones are here no more, We still adore the Friend above, Who, while earth's road grows steep and dim, Yet comforts us, in tender love, And holds our darlings close to Him. Thanks, then, O God! From sea to sea Let every wind the anthem bear! And hearts be rife through toil and strife, With joyful praise and grateful prayer. Our fathers' God, their children sing The grace they sought through storm and sun; Our harvest tribute here we bring, And end it with, "Thy will be done." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MYSTIC BOUNCE by TERRANCE HAYES MATHEMATICS CONSIDERED AS A VICE by ANTHONY HECHT UNHOLY SONNET 11 by MARK JARMAN SHINE, PERISHING REPUBLIC by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE COMING OF THE PLAGUE by WELDON KEES A LITHUANIAN ELEGY by ROBERT KELLY ARE THE CHILDREN AT HOME? by MARGARET ELIZABETH MUNSON SANGSTER |
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