Praising the Lord

Lamentations 3:22 & 23

The steadfast love of God never ceases,
His blessing only continually increases;
His mercies never come to an ending,
A constant flow is always transcending;
They are new every morning and night,
Creating a new future looks really bright;
Ever present, great is God's faithfulness,
Pouring upon me all of His blessedness;
When negative thoughts start to attack,
Start praising God getting you on track;
Encourage yourself to praise the Lord,
Praise Him for your life being restored;
Even praise for the mountains and trees,
Praise Him standing or on bended knees;
Praise Him for all the earthly creatures,
Praise Him for all of the Godly preachers;
Praise Him for your wisdom and intellect,
Praise Him for your dignity and respect;
Most of all, praise Him that you can cope,
For praising Him who is your ray of hope.

Richard Newton Sherrer

Copyright ©2004 Richard Newton Sherrer

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