It's strange to harbor a mellow heart
pressed by the couriers of time to grow up fast
tiredness has taken harborage within these youthful bones
but I've a new rendition of joy
my words have all skirted away
at the precipice of this new beginning
my plans--sealed letters, I mail away
I promised You I'd go
Faithful One,
bind me with the cords of Your steadfast love
I dare not stray from Your will
My heart You've tried
try me, again
that I may be found faithful and true
Angst I sift as I weigh my sight
but I hold a stringent conviction:
that You are the same as yesterday
today, and thus forever
I will not fear
Your arms firm on my shoulders
one step forward
I check to confirm
reassured by Your gaze unwavering
where You lead me, I will go
I am willing
yes, I am willing
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