The Journey

We are on a journey
Traveling many days
There are many turns
And signs and ways.

Which way do I turn
When I know I am lost
Who holds the map?
Who counts the cost?

One day I see a star
That points my mind
Toward the Creator,
His way I’ll find.

He holds out his heart
I reach for His Hand
It is then I know peace
When I take my stand

It’s Jesus who loves me
Jesus who cares
And frees me from sin that ensnares
And I am free, I am free.

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