I use to pray to the Lord.   And I was a pitiful soul.   I'd thought only of me,   The things I could hold.      I heard a voice say be thankful,   'Cause greed will have a cost.   I started seeing all that I had,   And the things I hadn't lost.      I've got eyes, that allows me to see.   Ears that hears things being said.   Legs to carry me where I want to go,   And I've got a good mind in my head.   With my hands I can feel and touch.   So when I count all my blessings   I'm not missing much.      I heard a voice say be thankful,   'Cause greed will have a cost.   I started seeing all that I had,   And the things I hadn't lost.      I've got eyes, that allows me to see.   Ears that hears things being said.   Legs to carry me where I want to go,   And I've got a good mind in my head.   With my hands I can feel and touch.   So when I count all my blessings   I'm not missing much.      Now when I pray to the Lord,   I thank him for everything I have.   'Cause when I count blessings   I'm not missing much.   When I count my blessings   I'm not missing much.