What a happy life I have
Because the Lord I serve
A life saturated with blessings
A life replete with his mercies
Though I am a sinner
The Lord does not bar me from his dinner
Though my iniquities uncountable
The Lord generously provides for my table
Yes, I tread amongst scorpions
I fear not the devil's legions
Amongst men, I stand tall
My foes await my fall
Before their eyes soars my prosperity
But I defy the law of gravity
Lord, can I count your goodness?
For they are in excess
How many ways can I thanks thee
For all you've done for me?
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