Count It
All Joy
by
Barbara Philbrook
Count it
all joy as you face life's every trial,
whether you are shedding tears or wearing a smile.
Count it
all joy how can you ask this of me,
I'm being torn to shreds can't you see?
My heart
is aching the pain is immense,
the trials I'm facing are so intense.
Loved ones
gone, not a word from them,
fears in me that I'll never see them again.
Being
sick, having pain that never lets up,
God it is hard to accept what is in my cup.
It is
difficult to face each day and not complain,
but to count it as joy while tears my cheeks stain.
Father God
I do not understand but I am willing to do as you say,
this is a place where I must constantly pray.
I'll count
it all Joy if you will give me the grace I need,
from the moment it is given I will onward proceed.
I will
count it all joy though may not always smile,
I will Praise your name never again feeling denial.
I may not
always understand all that you ask me to do,
but Heavenly Father I comply because your Love is
so true.
I'll count
it all Joy no matter how tough it continues to be,
because Dear Father your grace is sufficient for me.
 
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