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BOUNTIFUL BLESSINGS

I have acute bronchitis
I hack and I cough
I say to the Lord
Haven't I suffered enough

He says to me
“You wanna bet
I'm not through, and
You ain't seen nothin' yet

You think you're sick?
Just look around
At those who are shut-in
The infirm and unsound

Sure, you hack and cough
Your throat has a tickle
But innocent babies have died
My, but you're fickle

Count your blessings
Stop your grumbling
Don't be like the Israelites
Who were constantly mumbling”

I say to Him, “Lord, you're right
I must be confessing
I am highly remiss
In counting my blessings

Forgive me, Lord
For my fickle ways
And let me serve You
All of my days

Let me never forget
That I'm blessed beyond measure
But all of my days
Won't be filled with pleasure

Your blessings to me
Are bountiful and many
Compared to others,
I have quite a plenty

When You hear me complain
And You see my greed
Just keep me reminded
That You're all I need

Forgive my grumbling
When I'm feeling low
Help me remember others
Lord, help me to grow”
Curtis Moorman – 8 June 2010

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