Count Your Blessing The Martins

He had family, friends and money
And loved the Lord with all his heart
So the devil went to God
And said old Job would fall apart
If you should take away his fortune
Let me put him to the test
And soon poor Job had lost his health
And wealth and all the rest
And as his troubles added up
He fell down on his knees
He said, "Lord, I still got one thing
And that's your love for me"

You've got to count your blessing
You'll find one if you try
Count on the Lord
And watch that blessing multiply
Those might've, could've, should've beens
Are nothing but distressing
When you’re down and out
It's time to count your blessing

You may go through hard timеs
When you fall into despair
Remеmber you're surrounded
By His blessings everywhere
It's in a neighbor's helping hand
Or in the sunshine of a smile
One blessing leads to one more
You'll be counting for a while
It's best to look at what you have
Forget what you have not
And just learn a lesson from ol' Job
Give thanks for what you got