Somewhere beyond the stream
Out there lies my dream
Far away it has to be
For His way is here for me
Alone i may but joy is here to stay
Walking the way in the light of day
Standing in the cold, grasping His hand
Warm in His hold, walking to the Promised Land
Friday, February 09, 2007
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