In the proclamation divine, a truth unfolds,
"Give thanks," the verse in sacred scrolls.
For in gratitude's embrace, blessings pour,
A promise whispered, forevermore.
"Give thanks," says the Lord, with a merciful grace,
A path to abundance, a heavenly embrace.
In every breath, in each dawn's light,
Gratitude blooms, a radiant sight.
With an open heart, let thankfulness flow,
A river of blessings, in its gentle glow.
For in the act of grateful praise,
A garden of joy, our spirit arrays.
"If you give thanks," a celestial decree,
In faith, find more than the eyes can see.
A bountiful harvest in the fields of the heart,
Gratitude's dance, a work of art.
Yet heed the warning, for ungrateful ways,
Invite the shadows of harsher days.
In thanklessness, a path to despair,
But in gratitude, find solace rare.
So let gratitude be the song you sing,
In the symphony of life, let gratitude ring.
For in thanksgiving, blessings unfold,
A tapestry of grace, in stories untold.
In every sunrise, in each twilight's kiss,
Find reasons for thanks, in moments of bliss.
For in gratitude's dance, a rhythm divine,
The heart finds peace, and the soul aligns.
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