Compte Les Bienfaits
Sebastian Demrey
Count Your Blessings
When the flight of the storm
Comes to darken your blue sky,
Instead of hanging your head
Count the blessings of God.
When on the slippery road
You stagger under the cross,
Think of that mighty hand
That has blessed you so many times.
Count the blessings of God,
Put them all before your eyes
And you will see, in worship,
How great their number is.
If you lose in the journey
More than one dear and sweet treasure,
Think of the divine inheritance
That remains for you up there.
Count the blessings of God,
Put them all before your eyes
And you will see, in worship,
How great their number is.
Count the blessings of God,
Put them all before your eyes
And you will see, in worship,
How great their number is.
Count the blessings
Count the blessings of God,
Put them all before your eyes
You will see, in worship,
How great their number is
Count the blessings of God,
Put them all before your eyes
You will see, in worship,
How great their number is
Yes, you will see, in worship,
How great their number is.
Count your blessings.
Count the blessings of God.
