| Be Thankful |
| Even though I clutch my blanket and growl when the alarm rings each morning Thank you Lord, that I can hear. There are those who are deaf. Even though I keep my eyes tightly closed against the morning lights as long as possible, Thank you Lord, that I can see There are those who are blind. Even though I huddle in my bed, and put off the physical effort of rising, Thank you Lord, that I have the strength to rise, There are many who are bedfast. Even though the first hour of my day is hectic, when socks are lost, toast is burned, and tempers are short, Thank you Lord, for my family. There are many who are lonely. Even though our breakfast table never looks like the pictures in the ladies magazines, And the menu is at times unbalanced, Thank you, Lord, for the food we have. There are many who are hungry. Even though the routine of my job is often monotonous Thank you Lord, for the opportunity to work. There are many who have no work. Even though I grumble and bemoan My fate from day to day, And wish my modest circumstances Were not quite so modest, I thank you Lord, for the gift of life. |
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