Back Seat Drivers
I had a back seat driver.
How I wished he'd just shut up!
"Take the wheel!" I said one day,
When I'd had quite enough.
God slid behind the wheel,
and quickly shifted gears.
Then in a different direction we went.
Now, He's the only one that steers!
Sometimes that back seat driver,
can be your closest friend.
If you'll let Him do the driving,
on His directions you can depend.
So won't you let Him do the driving,
and guide you around each bend?
In spite of life's bumps and boulders,
you'll arrive at your journey's end.
So with an angel on your shoulder,
and God behind the wheel,
welcome to the back seat,
safe in His seat belt you'll feel.
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