To worry and fret
Is hardly the way
To tell God my needs
While I'm trying to pray.
When life gets real hard
And seems rather grim,
I know that it's best
If I focus on Him.
When I first give thanks,
My spirit will rise,
Then all of my problems
Seem smaller in size.
I shan't take for granted
The new morning light,
Nor the clouds, nor the wind,
Nor the eagle in flight.
With full appreciation,
I'll sing a new song,
As my hope and my faith
Will grow to be strong.
I will give thanks
Before I receive,
For I know that God
Is caring for me.
~ Joyce Mary Ecochard
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