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every day of my life
I want to know, where is it today
I can't see the light
through the tears in my eyes
Lord, please show me the way.
There are times
When I loose my vision,
As my dreams are slowly
swallowed up by pain.
No matter how I try,
I'm just barely getting by
And Lord, it's so hard to pray
Show me the way,
When my heart is empty
Show me the way,
When I can't see the light.
Show me the way,
Cause I don't know what's inside of me
Show me the way,
and I know it will be alright
Show me the Way.
Show me the way, and I know it'll be alright
Precious Jesus, I'm waiting
for the victory
I'm tired of wondering how
and asking why.
I may be standing, standing, standing
in the valley.
But I know that You hear me
when I cry.
Show me the way...
Show me the way
and I know it will be alright.
5 comments:
Gene, I "accidently" found the blog from the GLBC letter. I listened and God met me in a special God moment. I was broken with the pain and sorrow that Susan is carrying right now. I wept, I prayed, I drew close to her. Thanks. Miss you guys.
Terry
Gene,
I love the song! I have it downloaded on my ipod.
extremely impressive
Haven't listend yet... but I was just looking at the boys first day of school and I remembered how great your house is in the fall. I'm going to have to come back up and sit in the backyard. Just in the backyard. I'm not gonna come in... I'm just going to sit... in the backyard... with the leaves... and maybe hum a little tune to be at one with nature. That's appropriate in Madison, right?
I'm glad that you are all enjoying the song - Show me the Way - it's been our prayer this week.
God gave Gene this song in a time of pain, searching, wondering... those times come and go as time passes. I love that we can know that it will be alright. No matter what the outcome we experience now - it will all be made right.
and for you who did not actually listen to the song, humming a tune - one with nature in the backyard is fine too I suppose. :-) anything goes when you are in madison!
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