Clouds may come, storms may flash me out;
But deep in my heart, I know it'll pass.
Far beyond hurt, my mind is all set
I'll do it alone and walk Life's roads my way.
Rains keep coming; twisters may swoosh,
Funny how I still find myself....standing tall;
I ask for nothing, I've got everything:
I find Life great: I find it beyond compare!
Before bed I wonder, and often ask myself:
What happens beyond tomorrow?
When all have been here and there?
God lulls me to sleep and always wake up ready and refreshed.
So now I won't ask, neither would I complain:
God has been good, and so far have made my hay.
I'd rather give Thanks and say wth all my might:
God always make the Sunrise up in my heart!
PRAISE YOU, LORD!