Thank God for life, in such an age as this,
    Rich with the promises of better things.
Thank God for being part of this great nation's heart,
    Whose strong pulsations are not ruled by kings.

Our thanks for fearless and protesting speech
    When cloven hoofs show 'neath the robes of state.
For us no servile song of 'Kings can do no wrong.'
    Not royal birth, but worth, makes rulers great.

Thank God for peace within our border lands,
    And for the love of peace within each soul.
Who thinks on peace has wrought, mosaic-squares of thought
    In the foundation of our future goal.

Our thanks for love, and knowledge of love's laws.
    Love is a greater power than vested might.
Love is the central source of all enduring force.
    Love is the law that sets the whole world right.

Our thanks for that increasing torch of light
    The tireless hand of science holds abroad.
And may its growing blaze shine on all hidden ways
    Till man beholds the silhouette of God.

Poems of Progress and New Thought Pastels by Ella Wheeler Wilcox.
London: Gay & Hancock, 1911.

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