Althoughthings are not perfect Becauseof trial or pain Continuein thanksgiving Do not begin to blame- Evenwhen the times are hard Fiercewinds are bound to blow Godis forever able Hold on to what you know Imaginelife without His love Joywould cease to be Keepthanking Him forallthe things Loveimparts to thee Moveout "Camp Complaining" No weapon that is known On earth can yield the power Praise can do alone Quitlooking at the future Redeemthe time at hand Start every day with worship To "thank" is a command Untilwe see Him coming Victoriousin the sky We'llrun the race with gratitude XaltingGod most high Yes,there'llbe good times and yes some will be bad, but.... Zion waits in glory ... where none are ever sad!