I Am Too Blessed

 Just as a mother hen gathers her chicks..

So too I am gathered,

under the arms of Jesus.

I rest in the bosom,

of the one I call friend..

For He alone, is with me till the end.


I strive for perfection..

I strive to prevail.

In all my endeavours,

I am healed from all ail.

There is a banner above me..

And I know who I am..

So I shout a Hallelujah..

In storm and in calm.


I am too blessed to be stressed..

Within and without.

For favour and fortune..

Is mine beyond doubt.

What tomorrow will bring..

My eyes cannot see..

But I know who owns tomorrow..

And I am grateful He chose me.

 




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