This summer past(since Houston has had almost a week of quasi-Fall weather, I can refer to the summer as past), I wrote lyrics for numerous kids from our church who went to camp. The lyrics were sent to them while they were at camp, and one of the staff guys there added music to them, to create a souvenir of the camp trip. The following lyrics were one of this batch of songs. It seems appropriate to me to post it here as we begin November.
I’m thankful that our Lord became a man
I’m thankful that He was a babe who learned to crawl and stand
If He had never come here, this song might as well not be
I’m thankful He was born for you and me
I’m thankful that He died upon a cross
I’m thankful that He somehow took for us the biggest loss
If He had never suffered, this song might as well not be
I’m thankful that He died for you and me.
I’m thankful that our Lord is dead no more
I’m thankful that He opened up and walked right through that door
If He had never risen, this song might as well not be
I’m thankful that He rose for you and me.
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