THE WAY
tossing the lake that brought us to limelight
looking up the way to the see glory of a brighter day
from it our joy is elated to blind the overshadowed
light
in the abode we were placed to make our way
where are you oh son of man
I heard your voice and I'm afraid cos I've failed you
through this woman
casting them out yet His love still in light
to give the only son for redemption way
yet our foe not in rest to make us drown off in dismay
only those that abide in the son will glory with the
father in the everlasting light
are you in the way or off the way?
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