Main Street, and Other Poems

Thanksgiving

(For John Bunker)

 The roar of the world is in my ears.
  Thank God for the roar of the world!
 Thank God for the mighty tide of fears
  Against me always hurled!

 Thank God for the bitter and ceaseless strife,
  And the sting of His chastening rod!
 Thank God for the stress and the pain of life,
  And Oh, thank God for God!