Although things are not perfect
Because of trial or pain
Continue
in thanksgiving
Do not begin to blame
Even when the times are
hard
Fierce winds are bound to blow
God is forever able
Hold on to what you know
Imagine life without His love
Joy
would cease to be
Keep thanking Him for all the things
Love imparts
to thee
Move out of "Camp Complaining"
No
weapon that is known
On earth can yield the power
Praise can do
alone
Quit looking at the future
Redeem the time at hand
Start every day with worship
To "thank" is a command
Until
we see Him coming
Victorious in the sky
We'll run the race with
gratitude
X alting God most high
Yes, there'll be good times and
yes some will be bad, but...
Zion waits in glory...where none are ever sad!
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