Writers 
With every sunrise, I lift my voice,
To pay my God my thanks, my joy.
A bully is one who does not have a strong will, and for strength, every day,
Thank you, Lord, that You've shown me the way.
For every blessing, big and small,
Your kindness, Your love, Your hands have given all.
When I was weak, You made me strong,
You have been a source of hope when things were going wrong.
To bring blessings to family, friends and daily bread,
To soothe the night and ease the way,
For every door that You have opened,
And all of Your prayers answered.
As the storms were coming close, and hope was far,
You brought me like a bright star.
In all of your trials, in all of your pains,
But through you, my grace, I get up again.
I may not have the things that I want,
But when I am weak, Your love is strong.
Today we give thanks for that,
I fall on my knees before You, O Lord, and pray.
Thank You for yesterday and today,
Thank You for guiding me along the way.
Whatever the future holds for me:Whatever is in my future:
I take my trust in You on faith.
My heart is filled with gratitude,
For all You've done and all You do.
Forever, Lord, my song will be:
Thank you to Your grace for me.