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
  Xalting God most high
  Yes, there'll be good times and yes some will bad,                  

but... Zion waits in glory...                                                                         where none are ever sad!


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