INGRATE; EXALT HIM

It's not by your power or might,
That you are here,
Fine and healthy.
You slept yesterday,
Woke this morning,
Hale and hearty,
Saying nothing,
And kept complaining about everything,
Working towards actualising your dreams,
Neglecting the fact that He is your power and might.

It's not by your power or might,
That you are here,
Fine and healthy.
No good shelter, no good clothing, no good food,
You're hustling and struggling,
To make ends meet,
Though there is nothing,
People are looking up to you for something,
Living till this moment,
You think it's nothing,
Neglecting the need to say thank You,
For the gift of life.

It's not by your power or might,
That you are here,
Fine and healthy.
Though you are wanted,
His protection is sufficient,
They blocked the way,
He created an expressway,
Yet you complain,
There are people out,
Who ain't even near,
But you are still up there,
Or have you forgotten His exceeding grace,
That made you move,
From grass to grace,
From shame to fame,
Making everyone scream your name,
Not knowing you are an,
Ingrate,
'cause to Thank Him is disdain.

So, you think it's your might,
You've got the power,
But have you forgotten,
His power and might is above all,
You are alive,
Not 'cause of anything,
But 'cause He wants you to.
Young, old
Male, female
Kneel or bow
Praising and Worshiping Him
Exalting Him shamelessly For all He has done
That He is doing
That He is yet to do
In your life.

He is worth praising
He is worth worshiping
For all He does in our lives.

Hmmm! Thank God always, so as to get more. Don't be an Ingrate!