My Life Has Been Drawn
Upon God's Precious Earth
Filled With Such Things
As Sorrows And Mirth.
Colored By Memories
Tarnished By Tears
Shaped By The Seasons
Defined Thru The Years.
I've Walked Cross the Meadows
Of Early Green Growth
High Mountains, Low Valleys
I've Crossed Them Both.
Angels My Allies
Prayer Is My Sword
My Map Is The Bible
Jesus, My Lord.
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