A Heart from which Gratitude Springs

Thank you for the dreary days of winter
and the starkness of bare trees.
Thank you for the green of new grass
and of freshly budding leaves.

Thank you for the blackest night
and the light daybreak brings.
Thank you for the rain and storms
and the growth that from them springs.

Thank you for the daffodil
and the rose with its thorns.
Thank you for the trilling bird
that helps to greet the morn.

Crashing waves and bubbling brook
both from your hand come.
Shall we thank you only when all is well
and not in the midst of the storms?

Thank you Jesus, please grant me a heart
from which gratitude always springs.
Thank you Jesus for all that transpires,
may I thank you in everything.