| Count It
All Joy by Barbara Philbrook Count it
all joy as you face life's every trial, Count it
all joy how can you ask this of me, My heart
is aching the pain is immense, Loved ones
gone, not a word from them, Being
sick, having pain that never lets up, It is
difficult to face each day and not complain, Father God
I do not understand but I am willing to do as you say, I'll count
it all Joy if you will give me the grace I need, I will
count it all joy though may not always smile, I may not
always understand all that you ask me to do, I'll count
it all Joy no matter how tough it continues to be, |