The blessings of God are still the same,
I thank the Lord he doesn’t change,
Granting all I ever need,
Gifting me, by his creed,
He lifts my soul, my mind, my all,
I owe it to him to answer the call.
Though once laying in despondency,
I looked and saw him on the tree,
Up he called me, up and fight,
From darkness, into light,
From the curses of the world around,
To the Lord, Christ, where blessings are found.