How cold and hard must be my heart
If not one thing I find
For which to thank you, Father God,
Since You’re so good and kind!
However hard may be the trial,
However dark the cloud,
I know You’re with me every hour
Through all that You’ve allowed.
And when I learn to offer thanks
Just once in everything,
Soon I will praise You more and more –
Lord, teach my heart to sing.
Christina Joy Hommes