Of God's Goodness I Will Sing

When I wake up in the morning
and the sun dances on my face,
When I wash to cleanse my body
and pray for a day of grace;
When I step out into the sunshine
and look at everything
I will praise God my Creator
And of God's goodness I will sing.

When the storm clouds round me gather
and the sky grows dark and grim
When trials beset my soul
and it's hard to think of Him
When death's angel lurks around me
and finally comes knocking
I will lift my voice in prayer
and of God's goodness I will sing.

When I close my eyes in death
and in my casket lie
When friends gather round me
for the final goodbye
When life in me is over
and the final shovel of dirt they fling
My soul will fly to Jesus
and of God's goodness I will sing.

(c) joy pachowicz 2006