With each day passing,
I'm where God wants me to be,
With Peace in the storm,
My Soul travels free,

I travel to foreign lands,
I cross the mighty sea,
I climb the highest mountains,
God is there with me,

I never fear my fall,
I tummble quietly,
I know within my heart,
My God is there with me,

With each day passing,
I travel to foreign lands,
You see my Brothers and Sisters,
The All Mighty lends me a hand.~*....
 
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