Count your blessings
Though far and few they may seem;
Though storm clouds gather on the horizon
And life is an impossible dream…
Along the pathways of life you’ll find them
Strewn like beautiful flowers at your feet,
Precious petals with dewdrops gleaming
Waiting for your tortured gaze to meet…
God desires you to look up
For your redemption is nigh;
But even when your gaze bends downwards,
His blessings you will find…
He wants you to remember His love for you
That will never, ever die
So He makes the birds to sing carols
And with smiling sunrays, He paints the sky…
Count your blessings
Though sometimes they seem unseen;
Others count blessings far smaller than yours
And God causes them brighter to gleam!
Count your blessings!
Someone once wrote an old song
That says you should name them one by one,
For then it will surprise you what the Lord has done!
