Best Song Thanksgiving Poems


It's Thanksgiving

"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?

Premium Member Sing We Now Our Adoration

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.
© John Watt  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member Song of a Harvest Home

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


A Simple Praise of Worship

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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

Premium Member I AM SO GRATEFUL A dedicated verse for Shasta Simms-

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

Premium Member The Miracle of Fruit

    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


Premium Member Thanksgiving Song

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.

Premium Member 'Raw Talent'

  Bird saw he was in the raw
                          ~ composed ‘Turkey in the Straw’

Premium Member In His Ever Presents Beauty I Am His Light and I Will Shine-

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 "

Premium Member I Just Wanna Git My Worship On-

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©

Premium Member I Can Hear Them the Angels Say Rejoice

I 
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©

Premium Member I Am So Thankful

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"

Thanks, You Are All


You are the flower
That blossom well
To see far away tower
It presents nature's scent like spell
As nostrils feed on it to have cool life 
Eyes resist not its beauty that hook its farewell
Wondering if it is right to forget home
On my day, your flowers really  blossom

You are my wishes
For what is obtainable
On Facebook among other niches
Is much more than a lot
Thanks can ordinarily make adorable
Isnt that stylishly bellitled to a dot?
Oh, dear "humble thanks" humbly state
On my day, your wishes; I celebrate

You are my star
That rocks my sky
Either near or possibly far
The lonely silent night so wry
Becomes a lively soothing field
Glowing on borrowed light to yield
In abundance of you, sweet sprinkles
On my day, your star duly twinkles

You are the sunshine
That mirrors in rays of say
Which light the candles enshrine
Figure that features every birthday
I blew off as hurray up and down rush
With joy and excitement momentarily gay
And enrich the atmosphere that got slush
On my day, your sun shine...

Yes, this is my heart
It opens wide in awe
To such nice support
Sweetness deploy raw
So my hands give applause
To gratitude it holds in stores
For him; for her: for me; for all
That blessed my day's divine call
Gathering peace to thankfully rejoice
On my day, your heart becomes my voice...

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