To say that we are truly blessed
In understanding God's design.
So many gifts are undeserved.
If we would stop and take the time
To count our blessings one by one,
The pause would be forever long.
Time and again these miracles
Have been immortalized in song
And story sometimes ages old;
While often others go untold
And we are left to sort it out;
Discard the stones and keep the
gold.
Thankful for the daily bread...
Thankful for the warming Sun...
Thankful for the air we breathe...
For restful sleep when day is done.
Thankful for the fortitude to
Face the daily stress and strife,
And for the greatest gift of all...
The opportunity of life.
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