Our Daily Bread

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We count our struggles and complain

Without taking to heart

The blessings that come with each day,

That play the bigger part.

 

We focus all our attention

On everything that’s wrong

Instead of keeping a count of

The gifts that make us strong.

 

The friends that stand by us each day,

Through every passing storm.

The family that holds us close

And keeps us safe and warm.

 

The Lord that holds us in His hand,

Blesses us every day

With gifts of mercy, love and grace,

Abundant in array.

 

Take time to notice your blessings,

Try counting them instead.

For they are precious nourishment,

Your spirit’s daily bread.   

 

Psalm 21:6

Surely you have granted him unending blessings and made him glad with the joy of your presence.