Looking upon the years gone by
God's hand has always been nearby
Woven in the tapestry of our lives
Are countless blessings that he gives
If but for a moment we stop to gaze
Upon God's glory in all His ways
We'll see that His eternal hand
Still touches our lives throughout this land
That He sent His Son to die for me
To restore my hope and set me free
Such a gift from the wealth of heaven
To all mankind was freely given
Take Time this week to reflect and give thanks.
