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
Xalting 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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