When I THINK about my GOD and all HE’S done for me
I can’t help, but to lift my hands and THANK HIM for giving HIS Son for me
When I THINK about my GOD and all HIS ways
I can’t help, but to bow down and THANK HIM and give HIM praise
When I THINK about my GOD, my Jehovah Jireh
I gotta give HIM THANKS, because I’ve haven’t had a job since 2009 and HE’S been my sole provider
When I THINK about my GOD, the GOD that I serve
I just gotta THANK HIM for being a promise keeping GOD that backs up HIS WORD
When I THINK about my GOD it just makes me wanna shout
Because I was bound and tied up, but it was HIS love that brought me out
When I THINK about my GOD, the GOD that heals
I just gotta give HIM THANKS because when the doctor said “Brain Tumor”
HE said “Daughter that’s not my will”
So when I THINK about my GOD, I just gotta praise HIM
Because HE’S been too good to me for me not to open my mouth and THANK HIM!
WHEN I THINK ABOUT MY GOD, I GIVE THANKS!
By: Phaedra T. Anderson
OMG! Sis, what a testimony that ALL of us who Love God can identify with! Continued blessings to you; and, continue to tell your testimony!
Greetings Sis! Thank you, so much for visting us at BRONZE and for reading my poem. May God bless you, as well and may all of us that LOVE GOD continue to give our testimony, because THEY overcome by our testimony.