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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! 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 on its own.
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.
'Xalting God most high.
Yes, but besides good times and bad,
Zion waits in glory...where no one is ever sad!
Copyright 2/2009 Eugene Colin
Copyright 2/2009 Eugene Colin
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