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When the world is closing in
And troubles multiply
I feel that God’s forgotten me
And I hang my head and cry
But then I look around me
At the blessings he’s bestowed
And know that he’s beside me
As I trod along life’s road
I have a home to live in
And a family That I love
He sends the sun to warm me
And a blue sky up above
I wake up to the sound of birds
Chirping in the trees
And inhale the scent of lilacs
Wafting in the breeze
He sends the rain to water
The fields we sow and plow
And gently bathes the blossoms
Budding on the bough
I know that I am not alone
For I feel his gentle hand
Placed upon my shoulder
I know he understands
Thank you Lord, for these gifts
Sent me from above
They show your power and glory
Bur most of all…your love
Copyright©2011 Beatrice Boyle
(All rights reserved)
------ Grandma Bea
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