Plant the seed of gratitude, grow the tree of love,
Bears the fruit of greatest joy, this gift from God above.
When we count our blessings from past and yet to come,
Greater than the starry host is their awesome sum.
Thank the Lord for all He does,
Thank Him for His sublime Love.
Thank You, God, for who You be,
Oh, what a Savior, what a tree.
When this seed of gratitude to this tree gives birth,
It reaches up toward heaven, beyond the pull of earth.
For God has given all, this seed to plant or to ignore,
And when we plant in Gods sweet garden, a harvest is for sure.
Thank the Lord for all He does,
Thank Him for His sublime Love.
Thank You, God, for who You be,
Oh, what a Savior, what a tree.
Sow thankful seeds for a forest of trees,
Sow them every day. In each and every way.
Sow them while down on your knees,
Sow them when you pray. In all you do and say.
I have a sack of thank you seeds busting at the seams,
What I have known and future shown beyond my wildest dreams.
And though somet...