There’s so much beauty in my world,
I feel blessed to be me.If I forget it now and then
All I need do is see
The trees reflected in the lake
Beneath a misty sky,
Then I recall how blessed I am…
And I remember why.
Because in each day, no matter how dark or how long, there is a praise to be found. Sometimes our hearts are too weary or too frightened to voice them, but our souls cry out to God... and He is there.
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