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God Bless us Everyone
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God Bless Us Everyone
© Maria Dunn, 1996

"I wrote this song from the perspective of Tiny Tim Cratchit in Charles Dickens’ beautiful story
A Christmas Carol and perform it annually in Edmonton’s original songwriter production of The Christmas Carol Project."


When the world is feeling cold and the sky more grey than blue
And the snow it seems to fall heavy heartedly on you
Time to count your blessings though seemingly but few
Time to take a look at what's within and without you
For health is more than walking
And wealth much more than gold
But kindness overwhelming as a gentle hand to hold

So God bless us everyone with the riches of the soul
And may hopelessness ne'er be the demon darkening our door


When the world is feeling cold and the sky more grey than blue
And the snow it seems to lie heavy heartedly on you
Remember when you see us: the hungry, lame, the meek
Who would feed us, heal us, keep us is the same one that you seek
For joy is more than dancing
Good cheer much more than wine
But love is all enfolding as beholding hearts entwined

When the world is feeling cold and the sky more grey than blue
And the snow it seems to lie heavy heartedly on you
To the counting house of blessings may we often chance to stray
And in company together spend many’s the night and day

Maria Dunn lead vocal, accordion Shannon Johnson violin
Dawn Anderson harmony vocal Andy Illig acoustic guitar
Derek Stremel electric bass
with the Cratchit Family Chorus:
Dawn Anderson, Paul Bellous, Shannon Johnson, Terry Morrison, David Ward