A Thanksgiving Poem

As tyrants crush hope
One truth will stand
One God-man eternal
will rescue our land

Our fathers were thankful
for every blessing
that fell on their plowshares
from the Father of heaven

As darkness creeps nearer
and terror rises up
May we gather together
And lift up our cup

To the great Protector
who victory has won
o'er all of our foes
through the blood of His Son

For heroes in battle
on mountain and plain
For sacrifice, honor
suffering and pain

We give thanks for
the lives given in freedom's name
We give thanks for the Savior
who frees us from Shame.