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| We are grateful for our blessings As we count them one by one. There is much that every day brings, Starting with the rising sun. Home and fam'ly, loving kindness Are a comfort like a star. Though at times we're deaf or sightless, Inner peace is never far. Praise to God for all His mercies, Meeting well our every need. Helping us to miss the Circes And to all good omens heed. | ||
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