The Test Of Time
Lord, I feel like our souls are like
old barns that has seen rain and
snow that has fell through the years
which sun has faded it's fine paint.
At first we are vibrant and fine
as light has shown for the first time
we stand so tall and strong we feel
like nothing could break walls that shine.
But, Lord as time goes by so fast
we look to see the shine so strong
the strengh we once felt and knew
now is so weak and gone.
Keep my soul Lord as the barn
that gitters and shines
where I fell Your Hand is always
having it's finshed touch which wisdom
has always stood the test of time.
rhonda ramsey cash
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