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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