Because I was and am no more
Before all hope slips out the door
And leaves me here out on my own
With what I fear is yet unknown
I beg You, Lord, bide with me still
Until I’ve learned to do His will !
Because I was and am no more
Before all hope slips out the door
And leaves me here out on my own
With what I fear is yet unknown
I beg You, Lord, bide with me still
Until I’ve learned to do His will !
I’ve dreamt about that garden where sweet Jesus took His last walk
And wished how I could have been there to witness His farewell talk !
My advice to you my darling friend
Is take time to dream before the end
Do it now ere you have fully grown
It curries magic you have not known
Supplying cushions to fall upon
As life turns into a marathon !
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