The Holy Alphabet

A lthough things are not perfect,

B ecause of trial or pain,

C ontinue in thanksgiving,

D on't even think to blame.

E ven when times are hard,

F ierce wind are bound to blow,

G od is forever able

H old on to Jesus.

I magine life without His love,

J oy would cease to be,

K eep thanking Him for all the things,

L ove imparts you to see.

M ove out of complaining,

N o weapon that is known,

O n earth can yield the power,

P raise can do alone.

Q uit worrying about the future,

R edeem the time at hand,

S tart everyday with prayer,

T o 'thank' is God's command.

U ntil we see Him coming,

V ictorious in the sky,

W e'll run the race with gratitude,

X alting God most high,

Y es, there'll be good times and some will be bad, but...

Z ion waits in glory....where none are ever sad