Like a roadway in the desert
God will make a way
I have longed for such day to come
I pray each moment
Lord please make a way
But most of the time
The ways he make
Are not what I have desired
It brings pain than joy
Questions than answers
Yet still my heart is drawn
Worshipping you Lord
Giving you praise
Rejoicing through hurting
Anger surfaces
Driving my heart crazy
Placing my mind in turmoil
Then I calm down
Trembling flesh
Holding real hard your heart Lord
O how difficult for me to live each day
Your sunrise is a dear blessing to me
A ray of hope
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