It's been hard the last few days
I am trying to stand in Thy ways
Help me hold on Lord, I'm tired of the pain.
I see Your hand in all the days
I am tired Lord, Help with the stains,
I long to hear Your voice deep within
I know I stray along the way.
Oh Lord help me see Your face in this life
help me let go and hold on to You
help me to let you make me new
I long to walk the streets of gold
Oh Lord I feel so very old
I long to walk to sea's of Praise
I long to take Your hand in mine
I love you Lord Your so divine.
Written By:©Betty Bolden
3-19-06
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