It is the duty of all nations to acknowledge the providence of Almighty God.
Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet, Lest we forget--lest we forget!
Lord, for the erring thought Not unto evil wrought: Lord, for the wicked will Betrayed, and baffled still: For the heart from itself kept, Our thanksgiving accept. For ignorant hopes that were Broken to our blind prayer: For pain, death, sorrow, sent Unto our chastisement: For all loss of seeming good, Quicken our gratitude.
We tend to forget that happiness doesn't come as a result of getting something we don't have, but rather of recognizing and appreciating what we do have.
Thanksgiving is an emotional holiday. People travel thousands of miles to be with people they only see once a year. And then discover once a year is way too often.
Let us be grateful to people who make us happy, they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.
Coexistence: what the farmer does with the turkey - until Thanksgiving.
Pride slays thanksgiving, but a humble mind is the soil out of which thanks naturally grow. A proud man is seldom a grateful man, for he never thinks he gets as much as he deserves.
The unthankful heart... discovers no mercies; but let the thankful heart sweep through the day and, as the magnet finds the iron, so it will find, in every hour, some heavenly blessings!
The thankful receiver bears a plentiful harvest.
Gratitude is not only the greatest of virtues, but the parent of all the others.
If a fellow isn't thankful for what he's got, he isn't likely to be thankful for what he's going to get.
Gratitude is the inward feeling of kindness received. Thankfulness is the natural impulse to express that feeling. Thanksgiving is the following of that impulse.
I'm thankful for every moment.
Drink and be thankful to the host! What seems insignificant when you have it, is important when you need it.
Thanksgiving, man. Not a good day to be my pants.
The roots of all goodness lie in the soil of appreciation for goodness.
If you count all your assets you always show a profit.
I awoke this morning with devout thanksgiving for my friends, the old and the new.
Nothing is more honorable than a grateful heart.
My mother is such a lousy cook that Thanksgiving at her house is a time of sorrow.
What moistens the lip and what brightens the eye? What calls back the past like the rich pumpkin pie?
But see, in our open clearings, how golden the melons lie; Enrich them with sweets and spices, and give us the pumpkin-pie!
Ah! on Thanksgiving day, when from East and from West, From North and South, come the pilgrim and guest, When the gray-haired New Englander sees round his board The old broken links of affection restored, When the care-wearied man seeks his mother once more, And the worn matron smiles where the girl smiled before. What moistens the lips and what brightens the eye? What calls back the past, like the rich pumpkin pie?
God is pleased with no music below so much as with the thanksgiving songs of relieved widows and supported orphans; of rejoicing, comforted, and thankful persons.
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