Hymn of Praise

Oh, loving Father, by Your grace
We gather here to seek Your face
And thank You for this family
For hearth and home and loyalty

Our hearts are full of gratitude
For work and rest and daily food
For neighbors, kind and faithful friends
The gifts on which our lives depend

Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh

We even thank You for the pain
It's through the loses that we gain
A clear perspective, a better view
Of our dependency on You

We hold all things with open hand
Our homes, our lives and this great land
Our gifts possessions, and our days
We lift to You in grateful praise

Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh

Through good and bad, we've learned to trust
That You are loving, wise and just
So now, with childlike hearts, we raise
Our hymn of deepest, highest praise

Yes, now with trusting hearts we raise
Our hymn of deepest, highest praise
Our hymn of deepest, highest praise



Credits
Writer(s): Gloria Gaither, William J. Gaither, Gordon Mote
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