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Counting the blessings that rain down on me
catching them in buckets, setting them at His feet
Honored by His glory falling from heaven
I am simply living the life He has given.
The people of the world do not understand
the price He paid for you and me when He walked on this land.
The love He showed as the cock crowed and nails ran thru His hands.
So as I carry the burdens I have taken on,
I stop and thank my Savior for blessings in His plan.
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