The hours of each morning are challenging me
To taste of the manna ..to taste it and see:
The awesomeness, the glory, the endless display
Of Godness and Wisdom: the beauty of each day
So with my hands lifted with my eyes on the sky
I lift up my gratitude and let out this cry
I'm grateful, I'm gifted: with all that I see..
I thank Him, the Almighty, He's been good to me..
With food for my nourishment and roof over my head
I feel it, the wonderfulness, when leaving my bed
I see how the atoms, with their motions in place
Create this good atmosphere and carry God's grace
So with my hands lifted, with my eyes on the sky
I lift up my gratitude and let out this cry
I'm grateful, I'm gifted with all that I see
I thank Him, the Almighty, He's been good to me
The whispering of wind streams, the birds in the air
Remind me of angels who are everywhere
And if I am careful, if ready and still
I'll hear them the secrets of Heaven: For real...
So with my hands lifted with my eyes on the sky
I lift up my gratitude and let out this cry
I'm grateful, I'm gifted with all of that I see
I thank Him the Almighty He's been good to me
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