It Could Be Worse Songtext
von James Fortune
It Could Be Worse Songtext
You′ve been saying that you're tired of going through
Seems like everyone else is blessed but you
Preacher telling you, your miracle is on the way
Paid your tithes, you′re confused cause your rent is late
So you may not have a mansion in a gated neighborhood
But at least you have a roof over your head
You say your body needs a healing, well the healer's here today
Praise now, it could be worse,
Praise now it could be worse
You complain about the job that you don't like
Do your best, working hard they don′t treat your right
Boss is telling you, your raise is coming soon
With no notice, you′re laid off, what do you do
You've been waiting on your blessing
Don′t you know you're already blessed
You should thank the Lord for what you already have
If it wasn′t for Jesus, tell me where would you be
Praise now, it could be worse,
Praise now it could be worse
Praise now it could be worse
Praise now, it could be worse
Praise now, it could be worse,
Praise now it could be worse
Praise now, it could be worse,
Praise now it could be worse
Praise now, it could be worse,
Praise now it could be worse
Praise now, it could be worse,
Praise now it could be worse
Praise now, it could be worse,
Praise now it could be worse
Praise now, it could be worse,
Praise now it could be worse
Praise now, it could be worse,
Praise now it could be worse
Praise now, it could be worse,
Praise now it could be worse
Praise now, it could be worse,
Praise now it could be worse
Praise now, it could be worse,
Praise now it could be worse
Seems like everyone else is blessed but you
Preacher telling you, your miracle is on the way
Paid your tithes, you′re confused cause your rent is late
So you may not have a mansion in a gated neighborhood
But at least you have a roof over your head
You say your body needs a healing, well the healer's here today
Praise now, it could be worse,
Praise now it could be worse
You complain about the job that you don't like
Do your best, working hard they don′t treat your right
Boss is telling you, your raise is coming soon
With no notice, you′re laid off, what do you do
You've been waiting on your blessing
Don′t you know you're already blessed
You should thank the Lord for what you already have
If it wasn′t for Jesus, tell me where would you be
Praise now, it could be worse,
Praise now it could be worse
Praise now it could be worse
Praise now, it could be worse
Praise now, it could be worse,
Praise now it could be worse
Praise now, it could be worse,
Praise now it could be worse
Praise now, it could be worse,
Praise now it could be worse
Praise now, it could be worse,
Praise now it could be worse
Praise now, it could be worse,
Praise now it could be worse
Praise now, it could be worse,
Praise now it could be worse
Praise now, it could be worse,
Praise now it could be worse
Praise now, it could be worse,
Praise now it could be worse
Praise now, it could be worse,
Praise now it could be worse
Praise now, it could be worse,
Praise now it could be worse
Writer(s): James Fortune, Cheryl Fortune, Ay'ron Lewis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com