Although things are not perfect
Because of trial or pain
Continue in thanksgiving
Do not begin to blame Even when the times are hard
Fierce winds are bound to blow
Hold on to what you know Imagine life without His love
Joy would cease to be
Keep tanking Him for all the things
Love impacts to thee
Move out of "Camp Complaining"
No weapon that is known
On earth can yield the power
Praise can do alone
Quit looking at the future
Redeem the time at hand
Start everyday with worship
To "tank" is a command
Until we see Him coming
Victorious in the sky
We'll run the race with gratitude
eXalting God most high
Yes, there,ll be good times and yes some will be bad, but...
Zion waits in glory..where none are ever sad!
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