One more mile and one more tear Until we reach that home up there, One more hurt one more fall, Then we will hear that trumpet call. One more valley one more heartache One more turmoil, one more break, Then our tears will leave forever No more trials will we take. Until then we must fight harder Reaching out with all your might, Hoping someone is out there listening To all your cries throughout the night. Keep hanging on to that sweet promise Jesus left us long ago, I will never leave or forsake you For in the bible its been told. Hurling storms may sway around you But never waver, never fear, Just put your trust in god above you He promised always He would be near. ©Ann Hart November 20, 2004 Used With Permission All Rights Reserved By Author Mail Website




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