Life may seem like, at times,
Like it is up in the air.
Sometimes, we may feel,
Like we haven't got a prayer.
There are days,
Many, many, days...
When we don't feel like,
Singing a praise.
But that is our hope, our Lord.
He hears our every cry.
And answers prayer,
Hearing praises on high.
If we believe, we receive,
Life may feel up in the air.
But the Lord is always there,
So we have a wing and a prayer.
We don't have swing to and fro,
From doubt to doubt, we seek relief.
His on eye is on every sparrow,
Jesus crushes fear and worry, is He your belief?
Rebecca Jones
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