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 blessings

I'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 blessings

I'm not missing much.



Now when I pray to the Lord,

I thank him for everything I have.

'Cause when I count blessings

I'm not missing much.

When I count my blessings

I'm not missing much.