"All Of My Life"
I haven't learned very much in life but today I've learned to be thankful in strife.
We've heard explained how good guys finish last but I've learned that last is not yet past.
It seems those with an honest heart have not moved far from their place of start.
And those that lie and steal appear more wealthy but so deep and cold is their heart.
Usually the wealth of wrongful gain, will soon disappear while leaving more pain.
The greedy in life turn quite old, spending life peeping for another to leave their pot of gold.
I've learned I do not have to wait another day for riches untold.
Because, everyday I receive wealth and the giver not only will not die but never grow old.
When asked one day if I'd been poor all of my life, to which I explained, "No wealth could pay for all my life."
I've shared dreams, mountains, tears, family and I've shared rain and my riches just aren't that easy to explain.
I've loved, been loved and failed, while often rough waters I have sailed.
I have my wife, children, grandchildren and friends and beautiful sunsets my Lord so often sends.
Poor all of my life I think not so; as I have wealth to share in love to grow.
Written by Bob Wood
I Will extol thee, O Lord; for thou hast lifted me up, and hast not made
my foes to rejoice over me. 2.
O Lord my God, I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me.
3. O Lord,
thou hast brought up my soul from the grave: thou hast kept me alive, that I
should not go down to the pit. 4.
Sing unto the Lord, O ye saints of his, and give thanks at the remembrance of
his holiness. 5.
For his anger endureth but a moment; in his favour is life: weeping may
endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.
6. And in
my prosperity I said, I shall never be moved.
7. Lord, by
thy favour thou hast made my mountain to stand strong: thou didst hide thy face,
and I was troubled. 8.
I cried to thee, O Lord; and unto the Lord I made supplication.
profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise
thee? shall it declare thy truth? 10.
Hear, O Lord, and have mercy upon me: Lord, be thou my helper.
hast turned for me my mourning into dancing: thou hast put off my sackcloth, and
girded me with gladness; 12.
To the end that my glory may sing praise to thee, and not be silent. O Lord my
God, I will give thanks unto thee for ever.
I have learned My friendship and love cannot be purchased nor can I purchase it from others. I have learned that when I can praise God in what the world deems to be my lowest valley, it is an inspiration to others and an inspiration to myself. I have learned that I can find no higher place than when I'm on my knees before God in my Savior Jesus Christ. I have learned that there is no need to fear heights here whether they be a broken heart, loneliness, sickness, betrayal, death, pain or many other of the clouds of weak faith, that may dim my eyes from time to time. I have learned that while praising God these clouds of weak faith begin to roll away as the fog on a warm morning. The Light begins to shine and all looks much different with the Light of Christ. Today when you go to God in prayer; go ahead and make your requests but stop and begin to give thanks to the giver of Good in your life. Sit down alone with God and have you a Jesus talk. Talk to a Friend that is much closer than a brother. Keep shining and be as good as you can be and when you have a chance; you pray for me. May God Really Bless You!
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