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
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