Count Your Blessings

COUNTING MY BLESSINGS

Today I sat and mused upon the grief and woe and misery

And pain and strife and sorrow I thought that life had dealt to me.

As I sat and wondered why such things had been

These words of old came to me once again.

“I had the blues because I had no shoes

Until upon the street I met a man that had no feet”.

So then I thought how small my grief and pain

To those who in the war were slain

And just how small my misery

To what my Lord had suffered on the tree.

So now when grief and misery black my day I merely bow my head and start to pray .

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