Although things are not perfect Because of trial or pain Continue in thanksgiving Do not begin to blame Even when times are hard Fierce winds are bound to blow
Go forth in strength
Hold on to what you know Imagine life without His love
Joy would cease to be
Keep thanking Him for all these things Love imparts to thee
Move out of “Camp Complaining” No weapon that is known
On earth can yield 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
exalting Yah Most High
Yes, there will be good times, and yes some will be bad, but... Zion waits in glory...where none are ever sad.