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A Grateful Heart

A grateful heart a garden is, Where there is always room
For every lovely, Godlike grace To come to perfect bloom.
Grant then, dear FatherMother, God, Whatever else befall,
This largess of a grateful heart That loves and blesses all.
A grateful heart a fortress is, A staunch and rugged tower,
Where God’s omnipotence, revealed, Girds man with mighty power.
A grateful heart a temple is, A shrine so pure and white,
Where angels of His presence keep Calm watch by day or night.
Grant then, dear FatherMother, God, Whatever else befall,
This largess of a grateful heart That loves and blesses all.