One More Day
It's morning once more, dear Lord draweth near
Once more I'm beset with heartache and fear.
I'm still in prison for not having a home,
but through those steel bars Your spirit has flown.
To stand here beside me through another long day
to patiently guide me on the straight and narrow way.
To gently reassure me this too shall pass by
and soon You will call me to my home in the sky.
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