'I Thank You, Oh My God'

I thank You, oh my God,
With heart and hand and pen strokes.
This gift You gave to me,
I use it not to tell jokes.
I write of You above,
How You have blessed me so.
I pray that this gift lasts,
As onward now I go.

This love I feel, oh Lord,
I thank You so much for it.
It lifts my soul up high,
No other comes before it.
That day that I received
This drive to make it known,
I can't help but believe,
I'm meant to let it be shown!


by Greg Oosterhouse

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A wonderful sentiment; nice write.