Treasure Box Poetry And Praise

It's Time To Count!

Our Many Blessings

Verse 1
It's time to count ( count!)
Our many blessings.
It's time to count ( count!)
Our many blessings.
One and two, three and four;
God has blessed us that's for sure.
With country free and family;
Our God, who loves you and me.
All the flowers seas and trees;
Raindrops, starlight, colored leaves.
It's time to count ( count!)
Our many blessings.

Verse 2
It's time to count ( count!)
Our many blessings.
It's time to count ( count!)
Our many blessings.
Five and six, seven, eight;
Giving thanks, appreciate.
All the apples grapes and pears;
Our eyes, our nose and our ears.
All the creatures great and small;
And the mountains all so tall.
It's time to count ( count!)
Our many blessings.

Verse 3
It's time to count ( count!)
Our many blessings.
It's time to count ( count!)
Our many blessings.
Nine and ten, eleven, twelve.
With great thanks let's give a yell;
For our feet, our heart, our hands;
Sisters. brothers, other lands.
For sunlight, the moon at night;
And the wind to fly my kite.
It's time to count ( count!)
Our many blessings.

Susan Y Nikitenko
November 24th, 2012
children's song

Verse 1

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Little Baby Jesus

Little baby Jesus;
Laying on the hay.
You will do mighty things;
When you grow up some day.

You will preach and teach;
To a vast multitude.
You will cast out demons;
And feed ten thousands food.

You will love the loveless;
And set the captive free.
You will love the children;
That worship at your knee.

You will walk on water;
Turn water into wine.
Heal the lowly leapers;
and heal the deaf and blind.

Little baby Jesus;
Laying on the hay.
You will do mighty things;
When you grow up some day.

You are a gift from God;
Redeemer of the world.
Little baby Jesus;
You are the Lord of lords.

You will provide the Way;
You will suffer our cross.
You will give salvation;
To a world that is lost.

You are the Son of God;
And sinless you will be.
Oh, holy lamb of God;
One day you'll die for me.

Little baby Jesus;
Laying on the hay.
You will do mighty things;
When you grow up some day.

One day you will arise;
From a lonely dark grave.
And you will comfort all;
Who trust in you to save.

One day you will set down;
On that heavenly shore.
At the Fathers right side;
To rule for evermore.

Little baby Jesus;
Laying on the hay.
Precious baby Jesus;
We worship you today.

Song Or Poem For Manger Scene (Program)
Susan Y Nikitenko November 26th, 2012