Standing at a crossroad
I search out the way of freedom
And ponder which way to go:
To the left is the dirt track
Of my own making
To the right is the road of my Lord.
My way is wild and stormy
I bustle with a desperate crowd
And tumble like a boat
on open water:
A boat made without an oar
The Lord's road is a steep elevation
An ascending advancing walk
Led by the nail-scarred hand of a Saviour
Taking hold of a friend in need
And I'm joined by a visionary people!
Who's legacy is steadfast and strong
On the Lord's road
I'm a fearless eagle
And I know very soon we'll soar.
I search out the way of freedom
And ponder which way to go:
To the left is the dirt track
Of my own making
To the right is the road of my Lord.
My way is wild and stormy
I bustle with a desperate crowd
And tumble like a boat
on open water:
A boat made without an oar
The Lord's road is a steep elevation
An ascending advancing walk
Led by the nail-scarred hand of a Saviour
Taking hold of a friend in need
And I'm joined by a visionary people!
Who's legacy is steadfast and strong
On the Lord's road
I'm a fearless eagle
And I know very soon we'll soar.
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