Best Song Thanksgiving Poems
Author Dana Redricks
March 17, 2020
It's so easy to complain
when there's so much
we need to be grateful for
I want to be grateful, be
grateful for what I have
I'm thankful for God blessings
No time to be stressing
When we look around we see
destruction all around, but we
hardly stop to view the beauty
of God's creation and the love
that can be found. There's
beauty in the ashes
We need to light the matches
and let the love of Jesus shine
in the midst of the darkness
Be grateful, be grateful for
What we have
On the 12th day of kiss-mass my true love sent to me
12 dirty undies
11 socks a stinking
10 shoes a humming
9 shirts for pressing
8 trousers
7 days of take-out boxes
6 flagons of beer
5 D V D's
4 mischievous children
3 dozen wine bottles
2 ex partners
and an engagement ring under the tree
"It's Thanksgiving" is a children's song, sung to the tune of "Oh, My Darling Clementine".
It's Thanksgiving, it's Thanksgiving,
It's Thanksgiving-time to eat;
Turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes,
Pumpkin pie...yum, what a treat!
Bonus activity: Ask children if they were preparing Thanksgiving dinner, which foods they would prepare. Would they prepare traditional dishes, such as turkey, mashed potatoes and pie? Or nontraditional dishes like tofu turkey and carob chocolate pie? Or, would they simply order a pizza? Why did the child choose that particular menu fare-love of tradition, special dietary needs, ease of preparation?
Sing we now our adoration,
sing we now our hymn of praise,
for thy name is our salvation,
and a fount of life always.
God, our Father, high in heaven,
hallowed be thy holy name.
We confess we've grieved thy Spirit,
cast our sins into the sea,
purify us, cleanse our hearts,
that we may be restored to thee.
May thy kingdom come, thy will
be done on earth as done in heav’n.
All the words of every language
never could begin to tell
all the joy of our thanksgiving
for thy gift; Immanuel.
Give us daily bread, forgive
our debts, and lead us far from sin.
O what comfort, Lord, what joy
to cast our cares into thy hand!
Hear our prayer and supplication,
that thy grace would heal this land.
For the kingdom, power, glory
are forever thine, amen.
C
I sing out loud with joy though I am weak
For it is not enough that I could speak
A voice within a valley none would seek
Nor words reecho from a mountain peak
I’m just a sheep that gives a fainting bleat
And yet he hears me from beneath his feet
With such a sound that seem to him so sweet
A simple praise of worship that is meet
My song may not be pleasing to the rest
With what I have for him, I do my best
To make a joyful noise, and filled with zest
Within my grateful heart, so deeply blessed
Unbated breath may strain yet not withhold
Both heart and soul sings of his love untold
Song of the Harvest Home
Under contented twilight memories, my childhood harvest home abides in chrysanthemum hues
Two story home on a quiet street behind a fence decorated by my grandmother’s roses -
Dressed up in sleet, sometimes snow, maybe rain, even icy sunbeams
Midst the warmest benediction, blessings gathered from fields and orchards yield
Our wide door flung open like hovering wings to gather in extensions of abundant bounty -
Transforming the harvest round a table extended by oaken leaves Granddad at the head of table,
Generations take their seats to bow their heads in loud amens of celebration grace –
Scents of cinnamon and of sage, harmony and dysfunction, at their places
Setting ageless wisdom like silverware - dreams to sparkle like crystal glasses
An understanding unspoken – always a place for those alone on this holiday – now adopted -
New family welcomed by fathers, mothers, sisters, brothers, aunts and uncles - cousins
Loud debates swirling like cream in coffee over pie and Grammie’s applesauce cake,
Closely guarded stories of the cousins raiding relish trays, wearing olives on fingertips
A turkey taking flight across the kitchen floor – raspberry jelly retrieved from basement larder -
A box of chocolates anticipated - Jordan almonds in my pocket
Memories of the year when pot pies replaced the bird – not repeated – thank you Lord -
Giggles over washing dishes as playing cards appeared on blanket covered tables
Before a warming fire where my heavy eyes relished this genesis of jubilee, a “normal?” family
Our voices raised in the song of a harvest home around a slightly out of tune piano.
11/9/20
Contest: Thanksgiving
Sponsor: Regina McIntosh
When I am asleep, am I grateful
When I'm awaken, I am grateful
As I start my new day 'm grateful
when I open mine eyes so grateful
I am grateful
Ever so grateful
Abundantly glad rejoiceful
I am grateful
Honestly-thankfully grateful
Grateful
When I am dreamin, am I grateful
When I'm in dazed, I am grateful
As I start my new day 'm grateful
when I open mine eyes, ever so, so grateful
I am grateful
Ever so grateful
Abundantly glad rejoiceful
I am grateful
Honestly-thankfully grateful
Grateful
Overjoyed
Wonderful
Glorious
Life in my Father, is fabulous
Thank-full
Glorious
Overjoyed abundantly grateful
9/03/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
for SHASTA JAZZ DEDICATED VERSE FOR SHASTA SIMMS ANTHOLOGY #1
First fruits brought to the Temple were not a one-off affair
They were first brought on the Pentecost right up to the New Year
Farmers, each with his own basket, formed a lively parade
Singing songs of praise while a flautist merrily played
The artisans of Jerusalem met them at the city’s gate
Welcoming those who put delicious fruits on their plate
Then the King himself placed a basket of fruit onto his shoulder
Joining the parade as a humble stakeholder
The ceremony of the First Fruits, a new beginning for us all
Glory to God for the miracle of fruit, inside the Holy Temple’s walls
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The first fruits for which the Land of Israel is blessed - wheat, barley,
grapes, figs, pomegranates, olives and dates - can be brought each
year from Shavuos/Pentecost (late May or June to Rosh Hashana/New
Year (Sept. or early October).
This is part of the Torah portion read this Saturday in synagogues
world over. See Deteronomy 26: 1-15
Bird saw he was in the raw
~ composed ‘Turkey in the Straw’
From whence come incentive of Thanksgiving song?
Excitement to offer thanksgiving is strong.
Calls writer of lyrics and musical notes,
And bring forth glorious praise from thankful throats.
From whence come the lyrics of Thanksgiving song?
Written by hand of men or from angel’s pen?
Words speak of God’s gifts granted straight from His throne,
Grants so undeserved; so wondrous given.
From whence come the glad tune of Thanksgiving song?
Heaven’s melodic, angelic sing along.
Divine power for weary souls all the day.
Reminds the Lord walks by His child on the Way.
From whence come the voices of Thanksgiving song?
That this grateful anthem be heard by the throngs,
By human voices, words in musical attire.
Praise to the Lord, Leader of Thanksgiving’s Choir.
My God is a alive and present He's ever PRESENT
These changing things
He's changed me
Allowed myself to make the right choices
I want to hear His voice
See the birds in the trees
See His ever Beauty adorns me
Those grasses The greenery
The trees flowers everything imaginable
He's dawned and laid before me
I'm so blessed
I am not yet a
Achieved this challenges of His ever miraculous balances
I equipped myself with praise
I awaken praising His name
I grow revived and challenged myself to accept Him
And in all His ways gloriousness
I shall not second-guess
I stand in his Assurance blessed
I shall be his light a witness and...
I will shine
I will shine
I will shine
1/31/20
Written word by James Edward Lee Sr 2020
From anthology "Praise Worthy "
Just like In praises I'm raising my hands
And in my, my ears are here I hear so sweet joy bells
And I want to rejoice
Just like celebration
I want to scream out to all the nations
Praises joy, joy, joy, joy, joy
And once again all I want to do is just rejoice
I just want to git mi worship on, on, on, on, on
Angels won't you come and sing along
Praises upmost Glory to sing
I just want to sing His holy songs
I want To praise Him on and on and on
I Just want to get My worship On Glory Hallelujah
Just like in praising I am raising my hands
Raising aloud my voice in song
All I want to do is just rejoice
I just want to sing His holy songs
I want to praise Him on and on and on
I just want to get my worship on
I just want to let the world know
I'm gonna git mi worship on
7/10/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2021©
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I can hear them say: REJOICE
REJOICE
I can see the flames of God’s heart
Warming fire
I can hear them sing
REJOICE_REJOICE
Beautiful angelic chorus, choir singing higher praise
HALLELUJAH
AMEN
12/14/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©
I AM SO THANKFUL
This I say, as I pray.
Oh! Lord God I am so thankful
I am so thankful, I am so thankful
I am so thankful, I am so thankful
I am so thankful, I am so thankful
This I may seem somewhat dismayed yet I am
Oh! Lord God so thankful for you
You given me a better reality
Giving me air to breath and a whole to see
Just you and me and
I am so glad ever so thankful that you made me who I am
I am so ever happy that you have made me yours
I am so thankful for the rain
I am so thankful for everything
I am so thankful for my pains
I am so thankful for my name
Thankful for your touch
Love you so much
And
I am so thankful for those spiritual things
Thankful for my mundane grin…
Oh, and I am thank full
I’m thankful
Lord I am ever so thankful, thankful
And I I Oh I am thankful
And I am ever so glad to be alive
And I am so happy you’ve allowed Christ to die
Die and then be risen up
Thank you God for this
I am so glad ever so thankful that you made me who I am
I am so ever happy that you have made me yours
I am so thankful for the rain
I am so thankful for everything
I am so thankful for my pains
I am so thankful for my name
Thankful for your touch
Love you so much
And
I am, I am so ever so glad
Lord God I am so
I am so thankful, I am thankful
7/24/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
From forth coming anthology "Old Gospel Songs Sung"