They often fill our path
Over some, we stumble
then hurl to the wind.
But most are just rough and pretty, smooth or slippery.
His strength will not fail us
should we choose to lift them all up
and turn them to art.
They often fill our path
Over some, we stumble
then hurl to the wind.
But most are just rough and pretty, smooth or slippery.
His strength will not fail us
should we choose to lift them all up
and turn them to art.