(Inspired by St. Paul, Beth Lux, and John Harburg)
My vehicle will often stall
I tend to gripe and frown and moan
But many have no wheels at all…
So thank You for a car to own
My house has lost its power, Lord
The pipes are froze; there ain’t no heat
But thank You for a place to board…
When thousands freeze out on the street
Our church is old and needs repair
How will we raise the funds, Oh Lord?
But thank You for a building where…
Our flock can gather to adore
A friend has judged me; I feel blue
Another said some things unfair
But thank You for these friends, though few…
Who let me feel Your love and care
Rhymes for the Rejoiceful 
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