Grief

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THE SETTING SUN....


AS I WALK THE PATH IN FRONT OF ME,
TEAR'S BLUR MY SIGHT, IT'S HARD TO SEE.
THIS PATH IN LIFE'S BEEN A ROCKY ONE,
BUT IN FAITH I'LL WALK TILL THE SETTING SUN.

AND ON THE LORD'S PROMISE'S MY FEET SHALL STAND,
AS JESUS REACH'S DOWN AND TAKES MY HAND.
THROUGH LIFES TRIALS AND TRIBULATION'S, HE'LL LEAD ME ON,
IN FAITH I'LL WALK TILL THE SETTING SUN.

AS SPRING AND SUMMER FADE AWAY,
AND BROWN HAIR TURNS TO WHITISH GREY,
AS YEARS GO BY, AND AGES ROLL ON,
HE'LL LEAD ME TOWARDS THE SETTING SUN.

WHEN THE SUN SETS,
AND THERE'S NOMORE TOMORROWS,
I'LL SHED ALL THE HURT, TROUBLES AND SORROWS.
AND WITH THE LORD GENTLY HOLDING MY HAND,
HE'LL LEAD ME HOME TO THE PROMISE LAND.

THROUGH LIFE THE LORD HAS LED ME ON,
TO A HOME WHERE THERE IS NO SETTING SUN......

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