“Why worry when you can pray?”
That’s what Grandma loves to say.
Pick up your chin and give me a grin,
& wipe those tears away.
Why worry when you can pray?
Let a smile - your face display.
Crying boo hoo - is the last thing to do,
First -- begin looking, His way.
Why worry when you can pray?
It can turn your own hair gray.
Talk for a while, then give me a smile,
because tomorrow is another day.
Why worry when you can pray?
With Him - such worries won’t stay.
Ask for his hand, he’ll understand,
& the answer he’ll gladly relay.
Why worry when you can pray?
Because it’s in His care - anyway.
Turn it over to him & don’t be so grim,
then “Thank You” is what you’ll say.
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