by Connie Eiland
(Birmingham, Alabama,United States)
Every morning there are showers of blessings from above My Father is an awesome giver and there is no end to his love. His grace is sufficient; His love boundless and deep Every morning his blessings are countless; His grace and mercy is mines to keep. Seek and ye shall find Him, His love for me has no measure He is that jewel of a treasure. His blessing help me with tomorrow and even through suffering and sorrow.