Some look at life and see what they’ve lostBut that can’t be said of me.
I look at all that I’ve had and lost
And thank God for what will be.
There’s always new beauty born in spring
And summer’s harvest is sweet
I may not have everything I want,
But my life’s full and complete.
So I don’t look at last year’s lost blooms
And morn the seasons now past
Instead I rejoice for what’s to come
And the blessings that will last!
Surely you have granted him unending blessings and made him glad with the joy of your presence.