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Virginia Through The Rain


We’re all just flesh, blood, and bones,
Trying to make sense of this life we call our own.
Wake up each morning...
coffee on the stove...
Gather my thoughts while the day unfolds...


Step out on the porch... 
let the sunlight in...
Breathe in the stillness... 
feel the world begin...
The lake lays quiet...
like a prayer untold...
Another day’s given...
and that’s pure gold...


Good Lord willing, I’ll walk the right way...
Try to see the mercy in each broken day...
This heart keeps beating... 
though it’s weathered and worn...
I’m just flesh, blood, and bones, but I’m still holding on...


Troubles will find me, they always do...
But grace has a way of pulling me through...
Every scar’s a story, every tear’s a song...
And somehow I’ve carried through all along...


Good Lord willing, I’ll walk the right way...
Try to see the mercy in each broken day...
This heart keeps beating, though it’s weathered and worn...
I’m just flesh, blood, and bones, but I’m still holding on...


When the night is heavy... 
and the road feels long...
I’ll lean on my faith... 
that’s where I belong...
And if tomorrow never comes my way...
I’ll thank Him for the gift of today...


Good Lord willing, I’ll walk the right way...
Try to see the mercy in each broken day...
This heart keeps beating, though it’s weathered and worn...
I’m just flesh, blood, and bones… but I’m still holding on...



Virginia Through The Rain

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