Come On! Why Should My Life Be Sad?

Come on! Why should my life be sad
With all the blessings I have had?
My life abounds with grace from Him –
Relief from evil, pain, and sin.

When I look ’round at other's lives
And think about the holes and dives
That others settle for a home –
Tin shacks, or cardboard, as they roam –

From countries of their birth, or camps
Along the way; with meals of ants
And grubs they find and swallow down
Their only food in daily round –

I think, what problem have I got?
I live three lives – four times their lot;
Resources flood my lifetime store,
And yet I feel I must have ‘more’.

I start to think there's no such thing
As ‘I've enough’– I will not sing
That song of heart content in Thee
So long as life at core is ‘me’.

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