Thanksgiving Day 2012

(Yes, 2012. I wrote this last year on Thanksgiving morning.)

The least of Your kindnesses would have proved to me that You are good,
for the least of Your kindnesses is more than my merits should have earned.
But You have given me multitudes of kindnesses, kindness upon kindness,
to me, the enemy of You.

And not only this, but once upon a time You clothed Yourself with flesh,
came down to see me, Your enemy, and took pity upon this poor man.
Suffered the shame that had been decreed for me, took my works as Your own,
and gave Your works to me.

This is the greatest kindness that could ever be; it was enough and more.
Yet still You shower me with multitudes of kindnesses, kindness upon kindness,
to me, once the enemy of You.
How shall I not be thankful?