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Count your many blessings 🙏

Count your many blessings 🙏

Count your blessings name them one by one, yet only one seems boring so when that is done
Count one blessing as you sing this little song, we can add some blessings as we go along

Count your blessings name them two by two, then that’s one more thanksgiving that your meant to do 
Count your blessings so everyone can hear, God will keep a place in heaven for you do not fear

Count those blessings this time three by three. two more times is better than originally
Count your blessings your life on earth is great, God will take your hand and  lead you through the Pearly gate

Count your blessings this time four by four, if you’ve got this many then you know the score
Count your blessings you don’t need anymore, you shall go to heaven like we sang before

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Being Me

Great advice!  It is all too easy to dwell on the negative. I read somewhere that it is good for your mental health to keep a diary each day and only write the good things down, even if the only good thing was a sit down with a cup of tea. They say this is especially important for those suffering depression. I believe that we always get more of what we focus on. I will be counting my blessings for sure. Great write 👏👏👏👍 x

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