How often is it that we think
This world of ours is on the brink
That maybe we’ll fall off the ledge
Or slip as we sit on the edge
I’m truly stuck in reverse gear
What happens next can hold no fear !
How often is it that we think
This world of ours is on the brink
That maybe we’ll fall off the ledge
Or slip as we sit on the edge
I’m truly stuck in reverse gear
What happens next can hold no fear !
Oh sad the day the Christ did die
And bid this world His last goodbye
He suffered there upon the cross
While the whole world endured the loss.
God’s darkness fell that distant day
And since then has not passed away
We’re ready Lord, and waiting here
For You at last to reappear !
AMEN.
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