Tuesday, July 17, 2007

That which is right

That Which Is Right
by Curtis Cecil

I ride through the night,
On wings full of fright;
Trying to figure out,
That which is right.

The mountains stare down
And the trees, they surround;
But my savior stays with me
and shines light all around.

My Savior I thank thee
for being my light;
And helping me know
That which is right.

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