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Count Your Many Blessings
I am grateful that i have had times in in loud choirs, in the empty sea, where missionaries would sing hymns the top of their lungs. I pray that we can open our mouth and let our heart come through it. And what's the promise of that particular hymn? Count your many blessings. Every doubt will fly. All that hath breath join with abraham's seed to adore him. Let the amen sum all our praises again now, as we worship before him.