Prose: To Show Gratitude

How to show the grateful bliss
that creeps around my silent heart
I feel it pounding I want to shout
THANKYOU for all this joy and love
I don't deserve…I don’t deserve…
It can’t all be mine, it wouldn't be fair.
Yet the Lord doth give, what will the Lord take?
He will take my prayer of thanks I guess.
He will take my service to those who need.
They need what I've been given,
What I've found using one small secret.
This secret I hold dear, I cherish it,
But it can hurt at first.
Its preached from everywhere faith is.
Yet it is a secret to all those who have never tried and gave.
Unless you have given back what is not yours,
you will never know this secret.

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