As the world looks upon me, as I travel along,
They say I have nothing, but they are so wrong.
’Cause in my heart there is rejoicing I wish they could see.
I thank you, Lord, for your blessings on me.
There’s a roof up above me and a good place to sleep,
There’s food on my table and shoes on my feet.
You gave me your love, Lord, and a church family.
I thank you, Lord, for your blessings on me.
I know I’m not wealthy; my clothes are not new.
I may never have much money, but, oh Lord, I have you.
And to me that’s what matters; I wish they could see.
I thank you, Lord, for your blessings on me.
You have the hope of tomorrow, blessings of sunshine and rain,
The joy of salvation, good health without pain.
Meeting with brothers and sisters, joys the world cannot see.
I thank you, Lord, for your blessings to me.
