Counting My Blessings

Morning Thanks

In these wee hours of early morn,
I feel an inspiration,
To write of Thee, O' Living God,
In humble admiration.

To worship Thee in silent prayer,
And feel Thy presence here.
Before the world begins to wake,
With sounds that interfere.

My heart is full of thanks, dear Lord,
For blessings given me.
For church, for friends, for daily life,
And for my family.

Through sometimes trials upset me,
Making spiritual visions dim;
My heart becomes much lighter,
With thoughts of Thee with-in.

Now the time draws nearer
For the world to rise again.
For life's wheels to get in motion,
As another day begins.

Give me strength to face this day,
With patience, hope, and love.
Lord, let me feel Thy presence,
Reaching down from Heaven above.

Copyright Clara Scarberry

A Lovely Day

Wake up every morning,
breathing God's fresh air,
Take a moment, tell Him;
you feel His presence there.

Busy getting breakfast,
Stop! a moment, pray.
Tell Him you are grateful
He has provided for the day.

Children off to school,
quiet settled down.
Think a moment,
ask Him to keep them
safe and sound.

Dad has gone to work now,
It's lonely with him away.
Be thankful he is faithful,
and will be home at end of day.

Lunchtime here already,
don't be in such a hurry.
Wait a moment,
tell Him you are thankful,
and won't worry.

Here come the children romping,
yelling,oh! the noise.
Stop! just be grateful
they are healthy girls and boys.

Supper finished, night is here.
Family snuggled safe to stay
Relax, sit back, bow your head,
Thank God for such a lovely day

Copyright Clara Scarberry