Footprints

Looking at my own beach it is but one set of footprints I see I'm not here to preach only telling others how I became free For never was it that I was alone as is the Lord by your side And in that little scene shown such truth couldn't be denied All those times I called out those times I cried out His Name In those dark days of doubt and in every sense of it's shame With every single long night in just the making of my way The Lord Jesus was carrying me in His Might every single day In those days that I'd miss in choosing not to take the time Always quick to remind me of this in my very next rhyme Even in taking the wrong path He'd in turn carry me home Making me aware of the Fathers wrath of the places I roam And in praising all His Glory so as to witness for all to see Jesus being the whole entire story and He can set you free Even now as we speak I see you also have only one set too And even though you don't agree one day you'll see it true