Counting Blessings

If I would count my blessings
It would be like counting drops of rain
When heaven’s vats were open wide,
And adding two for each that came;

If I would count the clouds above
I know there would be quite a few;
So many people touch my life,
Among them all, I think of you—

Oh happy heart that’s drenched by love!
There’s nothing more that I desire,
Except the hope that somehow I
In turn, can lift your heart up higher…