Let Thanksgiving Fill the Air

 Let Thanksgiving Fill the Air 

(HYMN)

WHEN bluebirds tilted graceful heads;
Above the fragrant violet beds 
When robins hid their turquoise gems,
 And berries hung from silken stems; 
When. doves were cooing on the eaves.
And pearls were set in iris leaves; 
When o/er the nests the thrushes sung,
And curfew harbells lightly rang, 

You saw in all, God's loving care, 

Then let Thanksgiving fill the air! 

And unto Him your love declare. 

When hills turned golden in a night, 
And fields showed colors warm bright; 
When perfumes met in wayside 
To tell of cherished autumn sweets; 
When memories came thick and fast 
To bring the harvest of the past,
The fruited joys of all the years- 
To cover griefs, and sighs, and tears, 
You saw and felt God's love and care. 
Then let Thanksgiving fill the air! 
And unto Him your love declare. 

By Minnie E. Hayes 

THE ORIGINAL HISTORICAL ARTICLE PRESENTED AS IT WAS FOUND IN THIS HISTORICAL MAGAZINE OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA

AMERICAN COOPERATIVE JOURNAL    NOVEMBER 1921

THE ORIGINAL HISTORICAL  HYMN, RECITATION, SONG OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA IN THIS ARTICLE IS  PRESENTED AS IT WAS FOUND IN THIS HISTORICAL AGRICULTURAL MAGAZINE OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA

THIS IS THE ORIGINAL HYMN OF THE LUTHERAN CHURCH OF THE STATES OF SOUTH DAKOTA AND THE NORTH DAKOTA,  AND THE ORIGINAL RECITATION, WHICH REACHED US FROM THE DAYS OF THE PILGRIMS WHO REACHED THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA CENTURIES AGO. THE ORIGINAL HYMN, RECITATION AND MOTION SONG WAS SERIOUSLY STILL CHANTED IN THE CELEBRATIONS OF THE THANKSGIVING DAY CELEBRATIONS IN THE STATES OF NORTH AND SOUTH DAKOTA IN THE YEAR OF 1921.