For all the love that’s given,
For country dear, for home, for friends,
We thank thee, God in heaven.
Thanksgiving gives us sweetest cheer,
It turns our thoughts above.
For all the blessings of the year,
We thank thee, God above.
(Second verse repeated by all. Raise faces and fold hands during the last lines. Thanksgiving retires.)
(Santa Claus, behind scenes.)
Tune: “Oh, Dem Golden Slippers.”