“Where I Should Be”
When the ancient leaves swirl round and round
And pages turn one by one,
My walk is determined by His way,
My faith lies in the Son.
When trees reach forth to pull me in
And dark shade comes at me,
I’ll stay where light pours on my path
And the Son is all I see.
When desert sand pours in my shoes
And the heat melts over me,
My Oasis waits to quench my thirst,
Water, living, free.
My Savior is the Only One
Who knows where I should be.
-Keneta 4-20-16-
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