Thank Him
Looking inward and counting blessings
By Margaret RenteriaPublished 4 years ago • 1 min read
Photo by Ales Krivec on Unsplash
So many troubles surround me, pressing in from all sides.
That I sometimes can't see, all I want to do is hide.
My courage is lacking, my feels so frayed
How can I have His backing? When He knows I'm so afraid?
But when troubles surround, He helps clear the way.
Answers from Him abound, and with me He stays.
His spirt gives me courage, where none was before
His blessings help me flourish and my power He restores.
He never asks of me, more than I can give
The good in me He sees, that daily helps me live.
So I thank Him for his kindness,, and the love for me He's shown
For His careful guidance, helps my love for Him grow.


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