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| Morning has broken, but my heart has not. I'm thankful for the things that I've got. Love, health, and comfort are treasures I prize. I count these blessings each day when I rise. "God is my friend," I can proudly attest. He will protect me at work or at rest. Every day God gives my life a new lease, Banishing worry and giving me peace. Though skies are cloudy, for me life is fair. I'll give God thanks in a permanent prayer. | ||
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