Blessings

Verse 1

Ask me not to count my blessings, Tell them over one by one; For they come in show’rs upon me, As the raindrops ‘neath the sun.

Chorus

Father, how thy precious blessings Cheer me on my pilgrim way; How they lighten ev’ry burden, Brighten ev’ry passing day.

Verse 2

Multitudes of precious blessings Ev’ry moment round me spread; Blessings from my Heav’nly Father Showered down upon my head.

Verse 3

If encircled by the gloom which— For the moment hides the light, I’m constrained to walk in darkness, Jesus hidden from my sight.

Verse 4

Thy rich blessings past and present Nerve my soul and stay my fears, Till the darkness passes from me And the blessed light appears.