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I use to pray to the Lord.And I was a pitiful soul.I'd thought only of me,The things I could hold.I heard a voice say be thankful,'Cause greed will have a cost.I started seeing all that I had,And the things I hadn't lost.I've got eyes, that allows me to see.Ears that hears things being said.Legs to carry me where I want to go,And I've got a good mind in my head.With my hands I can feel and touch.So when I count all my blessingsI'm not missing much.I heard a voice say be thankful,'Cause greed will have a cost.I started seeing all that I had,And the things I hadn't lost.I've got eyes, that allows me to see.Ears that hears things being said.Legs to carry me where I want to go,And I've got a good mind in my head.With my hands I can feel and touch.So when I count all my blessingsI'm not missing much.Now when I pray to the Lord,I thank him for everything I have.'Cause when I count blessingsI'm not missing much.When I count my blessingsI'm not missing much.

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