2.01.2008

THIS LIFE

The road on which we trod
Is no easy a road
The fight which we must fight
Is no easy a fight
The successes we must chalk
Are no easy a thing to talk

At the end of the road however
We see hope that will not waver
Hope flowing from God almighty like streams
Like light from the maker, it beams
On this hope, our feet is established
On this hope, we will emerge accomplished

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