My Cup.

 
O Thou Whose bounty fills my cup,
With every blessing meet,
I give Thee thanks for every drop,
The bitter and the sweet.
I thank Thee both for smile and frown,
And for the gain and loss,
I praise Thee for a future crown
And for the present Cross.
I bless Thee for the glad increase,
And for the waning joy,
And for this strange, this settled peace
Which nothing can destroy.
Author Unknown.