God's Alphabet
A lthough things are not perfect.
B cause of trial or pain,
C ontinue in thanksgiving
D o not begin to blame.
E ven when the times are hard,
F ierce winds are bound to blow.
G od is forever able,
H old on to what you know.
I magine life without His love,
J oy would cease to be.
K eep thanking Him for all the things,
L ove imparts to thee.
M ove out of 'Camp Complaining',
N o weapon that is known,
O n earth can yeild the power
P raise can do alone.
Q uit looking at the future,
R edeem the time at hand,
S tart every day with worship,
T o 'thank'is a command.
U ntil we see Him coming,
V ictorious in the sky,
W e'll run the race with gratitude,
eX alting God most high.
Y es, there will be good times, and yes some will be bad, but...
Z ion waits in glory...where none are ever sad!
~Author Unknown~
