Sometimes I have this need to be patted on the back,
I fear this may reveal a self confidence I lack.

Sometimes I feel lonely and blue,
wishing I were assured my family's love were true.

Sometimes I desire to know I am needed,
and that the advice I give is really heeded.

Sometimes I wish I had more to bestow,
to those who have needs that I know.

Sometimes I go over my life and it's past,
and thank God I am His at last.

Sometimes I recognize there are others worse off than me,
and I sing God's praises so jubilantly.

Sometimes I realize I am so bountifully blessed,
and I overflow with gratefulness.

Sometimes we are privileged to see,
no one thinks of the positive consistently.

Sometimes I'm amazed that Jesus still loves me,
and this gives me the strength to go forth diligently.