John Michael Talbot Thanks To Thee
Thanks to Thee, O God
That I have risen today
To the rising of this life
It is like Thee
To the rising of Thy glory
O God of every gift
And the glory of my soul
O great God
Aid Thou my soul
With the aiding of Thine own
And Thy mercy
Even as I clothe
My body with wool
Cover Thou my soul
With the shadow of Your wing
Thanks to Thee, O God
That I have risen today
To the rising of this life
And as the mist
Scatters on the crest
Of the hills may each haze
Clear from my soul
Thanks to Thee, O God
That I have risen today
To the rising of this life
