Thank God

 


I remember the year that spring felt a little colder 

The sky was heavy like it was crying on my shoulder 
Just wasn't myself, needed some help 
 hard to admit, but I wasn't doing well

And I remember my momma said, "Baby, don't you worry 
He's got this, it's a process, just let Him write your story" 
The hardest thing I went through
Thank God 
For all the times that He said "no" 
Thank God 
He let me walk the harder road 
Thank God that not too soon 
When I was lost, His light broke through 
And even when I think it's over 
Second chances still come through 
Thank God

I'm not saying for a second that I got all the answers 
I'm just aiming towards Heaven, trying to focus on what matters 
"Just one day at a time," that's my repeating line 
So I'm just looking up and thinking

Thank God 
For all the times that He said "no" 
Thank God 
He let me walk the harder road 
Thank God that not too soon 
When I was lost, His light broke through 
And even when I think it's over 
Second chances still come through

Thank God 
That I don't need to walk alone 
Thank God 
That it ain't me upon that throne 
And thank God, 'cause I assume 
He's got a million things to do 
But while He's watching over me 
He's still watching over you 
Thank God


There's a part of all good stories 
Where you wonder if the morning sun will shine again 
Sometimes faith is learning lessons 
Sometimes pain turns into blessings 
So I'm remembering

To thank God 
For all the times that He said "no" 
Thank God 
He let me walk the harder road 
Thank God that not too soon 
When I was lost, His light broke through 
And even when I think it's over 
Second chances still come through

Thank God 
That I don't need to walk alone 
Thank God 
That it ain't me upon that throne 
And thank God, 'cause I assume 
He's got a million things to do 
But while He's watching over me 
He's still watching over you 
Thank God 
Thank God

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