poems by mary baker eddy
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OUR NATIONAL THANKSGIVING HYMN
OD of the rolling year! to Thee we raiseA nation's holiest hymn in grateful praise! Plenty and peace abound at Thy behest, Yet wherefore this Thy love? Thou knowest best! Thou who, impartial, blessings spreadst abroad, Thou wisdom, Love, and Truth,—divinely God! Who giveth joy and tears, conflict and rest, Teaching us thus of Thee, who knowest best!
Ruler Supreme! to Thee we'll meekly bow, When we have learned of Truth what Thou doest now—Why from this festive hour some dear lost guest Bears hence its sunlit glow—Thou knowest best!
