Within the Two Binders: Thanksgiving

Continuing through the two binders of my great-granddad's lessons and prayers, I came across what seems to be a Thanksgiving Day prayer.

"THE TWENTY THIRD PSALM"

"The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures;
He leadeth me besides the still waters.
He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righeousness for his name's sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil; for thou art with me; thy rod and they staff they comfort me.
Thou preparest a table for me in the presence of mine enemies; thou anoinst my head with oil; my cup runneth over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life; and I shall dwell in the house of the Lord for ever."

"Lord, Thou hast indeed been bountiful. As we look back over the years, how gracious Thou hast been, how tender Thy mercy, how warm and constant Thy Love.

Create within us, our Father, that true gratitude that shall make this day of Thanksgiving one of rededication, when we shall not think of how much we can eat but of how thankful we ought to be.

So may we-all across this land today-act as recipients of God's richest mercy and bountiful blessing, as we share with others. May we, in gratitude, get on with the job of creating not only a nation but a world in which men shall have the right to seek happiness.

Help us to make that dream come true in our homes day by day, in street and office and school, and so to live that Thou shalt be able to bless us and bless the nation for which we pray. In His name, who created us a nation, we pray Amen.