It's all in the way You see it,
How fine Your life will be,
Pick up Your cross and carry,
God said "Come follow me,"

I stood before the Lord,
In amazement with such glee,
Wondering what to do next,
My heart it felt so free,

I picked up my cross as suggested,
Not heavy as I thought it to be,
God smiled in a softened manner,
"Come my child follow me,"

It's all in the way you see it,
As You stand before the Lord,
Knowing his strength and beauty,
You're heart shall surely soar.~*....
 
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