Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Keep On

The wind moves in the trees
A soft and gentle breeze
Blowing from your mountain
The water rushes by
From a river in the sky
Flowing from your fountain

I hear the voice of God
Calling me to follow him
This fire will never die
This bright light never dim
As long as I follow him

The road I walk is rough
I feel I've had enough
But I'll keep going on
Sometimes it's always night
But then I glimpse your light
Telling me "keep holding on"

I hear the voice of God
Calling me to follow him
This fire will never die
This bright light never dim
As long as I follow him

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