The Small Things

I thank the Lord for the small things,
no matter how minute they seem to be;
Like an orange popsicle in the summer,
or fresh fruit from an apple tree;
I thank the Lord for the small things,
even home baked cookies in a jar,
This may seem trivial to some,
but they were baked by a friend from afar;
I thank the Lord for the small things,
like for a long peaceful night’s sleep,
A night where dreams are plenty,
and I don’t lay awake counting sheep;
I thank the Lord for the small things,
even though he knows my heart,
For when you thank him for the small things,
You’ll never be far apart.

Copyright© 2007 Nancy M. Ericsson

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