Let me this day O Lord
Walk the streets of real And never diverge down The street of reason For the one is Filled with both tears and hugs While the other Filled with doubt and fear Of course this is easy to do If the doing is up to you If I rest in your presence In the here and now But most of all Let me remember To wonder In to your arms Remembering your not afar But simply within Meaning every grin And every good desire |
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