Poem By Jack A. Rogers
We thank thee O my God, this bounteous day
Let us feast, give thanks and pray Our covered table we do bless
Promised tithes and express Glorious generosity from above
Showered upon us with touching love To the magnitude you provide
All received and none denied A special thanks, a special prayer
Families together with ardent care Peace, tranquility, our flourishing land
Humbly blessed with all so grand.