The Alphabet

Although things are not perfect

Because of trial or pain

Continue in thanksgiving

Do not begin to blame



Even when the times are hard

Fierce winds are bound to blow

God is forever able

Hold on to what you know



Imagine life without His love

Joy would cease to be

Keep thanking Him for all the things

Love imparts to thee



Move out of "Camp Complaining"

No weapon that is known

On earth can yield the power

Praise can do alone



Quit looking at the future

Redeem the time at hand

Start every day with worship

To "thank" is a command



Until we see Him coming

Victorious in the sky

We'll run the race with gratitude

X alting God most high



Y es, there'll be good times and yes some will be bad, but...

Z ion waits in glory...where none are ever sad!



Richard D?Andrea Dover