| This is the Road, where I follow In faith, every step, that You lead. Responding to what I am given Waiting in anxious need. I stand on the precipice of tomorrow, my gift do I throw in to Thee. A Tribute of Love ever seeking, Belief in the Promise to me. Stand here, do I where you have lead me, The door of Tomorrow, the Key. The knob slowly turns, the door slowly opens. The Time of the Promise, I breathe. |
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