I don’t pretend to know the future,
Being not a seer or soothsayer
But I know who I am and where I am going.
Every morning and night
I hit my knees and thank God.
For the gift of Jesus
And His blood
Washed me clean
And carried me through tough times.
I can not thank Him enough,
But I know when I reach
The promised land,
I will be able to take His hand!
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