My cross is not too heavy,
my road is not too rough,
Because God walks beside me
and to know this is enough.
And though I get so lonely,
I know I'm not alone,
For the Lord God is my Father
and He loves me as His own.
So though I'm tired and weary
and I wish my race were run,
God will only terminate it
when my work on earth is done.
So let me stop complaining
about my load of care,
For God will always lighten it
when its gets too much to bear.
and if He does not ease my load
He will give me strength to bear it,
For God in love and mercy
is always near to share it.

Helen Steiner Rice
Why Am I Complaining?
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