How shall I show my appreciation,
for all You have done for me?
Should I kneel in this space of time,
unmoving on bended knee?
Shall I lift my arms to the heavens,
never to let them fall to my side?
Should I raise my hands up even higher,
and never allow them to subside?
Shall I shout from my rooftop,
about Your mercies I have seen?
Should I scream over the oceans roar,
of how much to me, You mean?
Shall I praise Your Holy name,
from the highest mountain top?
Should I exalt You night and day,
and never for a moment stop?
God, I will give You all the glory,
for the miracles You have done.
For You given me the gift of hope,
through the healing touch of Your Son.
This poem was a finalist in the July 2010 poetry contest