Call Me Blessed

One day I ran my boat aground,

My ship of love was goin' down;

Then Jesus came at my distress,

Don't call me lucky, call me blessed.

Don't call me lucky, call me blessed

This life of mine's no chance success;

I know Jesus is my happiness

Don't call me lucky, call me blessed.

I've ears to hear and eyes to see

I've got a precious family;

A place to lay my head and rest

Don't call me lucky, call me blessed.

Blessed are the meek and lowly,

While on this earth they trod;

Blessed are the poor in spirit

For we know that they'll see God.

Blessed are those who hunger,

And thirst for righteousness;

Don't call them lucky, call them blessed.

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