It's a nice day to be alive
I'm glad I am not dead
I feel like I'm still five
And I laugh in my head
It's a blue-sky kind of day
The wind blows my messy hair
I sit beneath a sun ray
And have no straining care
Because the Father cares for me
I worry not for what comes my way
I know what He says will be
And even if I cry He's got me every day
It's a nice day to be alive
I'm glad I am not dead
Though it's hard to thrive
And I cry on my bed
The sky is low and gray
The rain drenches my hair
I sit and weep today
It's a heavy load to bear
But the Father still holds onto me
I'll sit in the storm that's come my way
I know what He says will truly be
And I will laugh again some day
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