
n the gentle cadence of life’s dance,
From morning’s first light to evening’s soft trance, Bless us with moments both humble and grand, And hold our endeavors in Your gracious hand.
For the blessings we see,
The laughter, the joy, the moments so free, And for those unnoticed, silently sown,
In the background of life, quietly grown.
Bestow upon us the gift of Your sight,
To recognize blessings hidden from light,
In the kindness of strangers, in tears that cleanse, In challenges that guide, and love that mends.


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