Everyday Faith
I haven’t many words today
I’m tired of anything to say
I have only what tomorrow brings
Yet to my Savior’s face I sing
Tired and weak and humbled
Through this weary road I stumble
And hang on threads of what I know
The Holy Word of God in tow
I lift my hands and head to Him
And worship midst all of them
Those who come to stand with me
To show whose side they’re on, you see
As there are times that He will lead
Far ahead of what we see
For in the face of blackest night
Is where our souls will gain their sight
And trials will build a stronger home
With Jesus as the corner stone
No wind or storm from in our land
Could pluck us from our Father’s Hand
So tired and weak and humble still
I wait for the One who says He will
Lift me up and bring me home
As onward in His name I’ll roam
Listening for His mighty will
Hoping that I will fulfill
All He planned ahead for me
Until I reach eternity
Donna
01 JULY 07
Ephesians 2:20
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