Choosing This Joy Over Doubt
Lord, stiffen my back
Let this soul grow stronger than an oak tree
Let me walk by faith and not by sight
Spread the branches, the wings of night
Catch the leaves, the falling stars
Your kindness swirls in this wind parade
Yet, I cherish this day
For my good, every breath that I take
I choose joy over doubt
Copyright © Gregory Golden | Year Posted 2009
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