Trials, Trauma, Tribulations... Thanksgiving

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God Is Good Open Mic
St. Paul, MN
United States
37° 5' 24.864" N, 95° 42' 46.4076" W
Lord has brought me a mighty long way
Not just a mighty long way 
But a mighty mighty long way
He brought me through trials
He brought me through trauma... 
Let me rephrase that
He is bringing me through...
No scratch that 
He will continue to bring me through 
My traumas
He's bringing me through tribulations 
Stacked higher than Mount Everest
And yet the saddest thing ever is that
There is still someone who has it worse
 
My parents got divorced when I was five
Some people are orphans
 
My ma made a bad dinner the other day
Someone hasn't ate since last week
 
I failed a test
Some kids don't get education
 
Our roof was leaking
Some folk don't have nowhere to sleep
 
These shoes make my feet hurt
There's a lil boy walkin around barefoot
 
I woke up late
Someone didn't wake up at all
 
Oh girl's clothes out of style
Others are lucky to get yet see hand me downs
 
I cannot complain...
You cannot complain...
We cannot utter a word from our mouths to begin to complain
 
Nothing but words of praise ought to be heard when we speak because
When the praises go up!...
God's name is lifted up and
His name should forever be above all names
Because he is the reason we are here today
 
Trials, trauma, tribulations?
What is that?
Those difficult times your Lord has brought you out of...
Has brought me out of...
Has brought us out of...
 
So why don't we 
Give Him thanks

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