Be grateful for the blessings bright, accept what is, and the way it is, life bestows gifts, to set things right, pain, hurt, health,, happiness, but God knows in mysterious ways, He treasures His glowing designs, and works His sovereign will, when clouds overhead are so dreadful, His immeasurable mercy brakes it, and His blessings shower me, I trust Him for His mercy, His purposes will ripen fast, unfolding every hour of life, the bud may have bitter taste, but sweet will be the flower, God is His own interpretor and He will make it all plain.
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