When my heart is waited down with sorrow,
My eyes over flow with bitter tears
I can’t seem to see that it will be okay tomorrow,
I try to be happy, but my heart fills with fears.
Somehow through it all, I know,
My Saviour will carry me through.
He’ll take my hand and lead me on,
Oh, His love for me, its great how true.
I know I am a wicked person.
Really no good in me at all!
My worth I didn’t see, for some reason,
One day, I saw my worth to the Kind of all!
Though at times I’m waited down,
With many of heart ache and such,
I know my Saviour will carry me, for I’ve found,
How to My Saviour I mean so much.
My Saviour will carry me through.
In faith I’ll take His hand.
He’ll lead me through ‘till I arrive and view,
The glorious, sin free Canaan Land!
Date 8-23-10
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