I'm walking down the sandy beach Lord,
hoping to hear your voice in me,
the world is crazy outside here today,
I'm praying you lead me right to your way.
As I walk I pray your here,
wanting to feel your touch so true,
its hard at times and more pain is near,
I'm praying you keep me so safe and sound.
I see the beauty inside my soul,
I hear the sounds as I walk the shore,
why does my life always seem so poor,
I look at others and their world seems so new,
why do they act so violent toward you.
I know your touch and how it can change them,
why do we all have such a time rearranging them.
As I walk down this path of life,
I see I'm walking into lots of strife,
But as I pray and hear your voice,
I can't wait to feel your hand in mine,
Take us home Lord, its lonely here,
I'm staying on this seashore today,
Praying your still leading me only your way.
Written By:©Betty Bolden
Copyright © Betty Bolden | Year Posted 2013
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