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The Blessings that Remain

Annie Johnson Flint V. Raymond Edman, But God!, (Zondervan Publ. House, Grand Rapids; 1962), pp. 20-21

There are loved ones who are missingFrom the fireside and the feast;There are faces that have vanished,There are voices that have ceased;But we know they passed foreverFrom our mortal grief and pain,And we thank Thee, O our Father,For the blessings that remain.

Thanksgiving, oh, thanksgivingThat their love once blessed us here,That so long they walked beside usSharing every smile and tear;For the joy the past has brought usBut can never take away.For the sweet and gracious memoriesGrowing dearer every day,

For the faith that keeps us patientLooking at the things unseen,Knowing Spring shall follow WinterAnd the earth again be green,For the hope of that glad meetingFar from mortal grief and pain&md;We thank Thee, O our Father&md;For the blessings that remain.

For the love that still is left us,For the friends who hold us dear,For the lives that yet may need usFor their guidance and their cheer,For the work that waits our doing,For the help we can bestow,For the care that watches o'er usWheresoe'er our steps may go,

For the simple joys of living,For the sunshine and the breeze,For the beauty of the flowersAnd the laden orchard trees,For the night and for the starlight,For the rainbow and the rain&md;Thanksgiving, O our Father,For the blessings that remain.