When everything is right in my world,
My desire is to find ways to give thanks,
When I run out of words, God finds more,
It’s the sound of eternity in my ears,
That finds new praise words every day.
Every created thing is designed for praise,
A word of encouragement from a friend,
My glimpse of the sun’s rays each morning,
The constant steady love of my wife,
The daily provision of every daily need,
All this and more are praiseworthy.