The Story
You experience a profound moment of peace or an answered prayer on Sunday, but by Tuesday morning’s chaotic commute or a stressful email from your boss, panic sets in. It’s incredibly easy to suffer from spiritual amnesia in our fast-paced world, living as if we are entirely on our own and forgetting how many times He has already carried us through.
Associated Scripture
Psalm 103:2: "Bless the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits."
Deuteronomy 4:9: "Only be careful, and watch yourselves closely so that you do not forget the things your eyes have seen or let them fade from your heart as long as you live."
Suno Style Prompt: indie folk-rock, contemporary christian worship, clear enunciation, breathy baritone, brushed snare, low tom pulse, bittersweet gratitude, resolute uplift, catchy hooks
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
When the sun is high and the fields are green
It’s the easiest thing to look at the scene
And quietly whisper, "Look what I’ve made"
As I sit content in the comfortable shade
But when the cupboard is full and the table is spread
I forget the hand that provided the bread
I swallow the lie of my own self-reliance
And trade my devotion for silent defiance
[Chorus]
Lord, I forget to give You thanks
When I am full, or my spirit sinks
So I lift my hands through the joy and pain
To thank You, Lord, till I remember again
[Verse 2]
But then comes the frost, and the winter sets in
The shadows grow long where the shelter had been
When the cupboards are bare, I am quick to implore
Begging for things that I had just before
But my thanksgiving shouldn't depend on the store
It’s a vigorous act when the soul is at war
It’s bowing my heart to the Sovereign King
Accepting Your right over everything
[Bridge]
So wake up my soul, remember the cross
Remember the gain that was bought through the loss
When I’m desperate for help, let my gratitude rise
With the very same strength as my sorrowful cries
Don’t let me drift into thinking I’m strong
And don’t let my grief drown the truth of my song
[Chorus]
Lord, I forget to give You thanks
When I am full, or my spirit sinks
So I lift my hands through the joy and pain
To thank You, Lord, till I remember again
[Outro]
Mmm-mmm, I will thank You, Lord
When the cupboard is bare
When the cupboard is full
You are beautiful
Thank You, Lord