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I give thanks with my whole heart, Before the Lord I sing praise; Each day He gives a fresh start, Being in my heart always. I will bow down and worship, Giving thanks unto His name; He blessings overflow my cup, His steadfast love I proclaim. Faithfulness from up above, Exalting His name and Word; And flowing His steadfast love, So soothing each time its heard. When I call, He answers me, Strengthening my soul increased; He opens my eyes to see, The path to avoid the beast. All of the kings on the earth, Shall be giving thanks and praise; Exalting all of His worth, Honor Him through all their days. Sing of the ways of the Lord, Because His glory is great; Following in one accord, Being patient as you wait. The Lord is extremely high, With regards to the lowly; But the haughty will defy, Never conceived as holy. Though in the midst of trouble, The Lord will preserve my life; Pulling me from the rubble, Delivering from the strife. The Lord fulfills His intent, For me with His steadfast love; Helping us to be content, Never forsaking thereof. Copyright © 2021 Richard Newton Sherrer Vote for this poem
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