Day By Day

I don't need you to hold me when I cry These tears they're mine Alone I was born And it is the way I shall die Life~ These roads at times rough Stone Bruises Black lights and warfare and it's not over Swing Low O'er a day-- (Today let it be bread) The light at the end of the tunnel I've only seen such things on that country road I walked down Where tree tops came together to shade my path And the sun shone bright; tears from the light from way of Lonesome I walk ... As life continues on as repentance so close; salvation Putting aside things that hinder me Asking God to bless those against me And to walk that path again Older and some say wise The hills leading to that road are much to hard to climb SO FAR a W A Y by God's grace Day by day