I use to pray to the Lord.
And I was a pitiful soul.I'd thought only of me,
The things I could hold.I heard a voice say be thankful,'Cause
greed will have a cost.I started seeing all that I
had,And the things I hadn't lost.
I've got eyes, that allows me to see.
Ears that hears things being said.
Legs to carry me where I want to go,
And I've got a good mind in my head.
With my hands I can feel and touch.
So when I count all my blessingsI'm not missing much.I
heard a voice say be thankful,
'Cause greed will have a cost.
I started seeing all that I had,
And the things I hadn't lost.
I've got eyes, that allows me to see.
Ears that hears things being said.
Legs to carry me where I want to go,
And I've got a good mind in my head.
With my hands I can feel and touch.
So when I count all my blessingsI'm not missing much.Now
when I pray to the Lord,I thank him for everything
I have.'Cause when I count blessingsI'm not missing
much.When I count my blessingsI'm not missing much.