Oh Lord, I’m barely holding on
I feel that if I lose my grip
I’ll never get back here.
I’ve worked so hard to reach this point,
I thought I followed you,
But now I’m facing fearful odds
That I may not pull through.
Oh Lord, if you have other plans
Than those I’m clinging to,Then help me understand them, Lord,
So I can see them through.
But if your plan includes this path
Then help me to hold on.
For I am battered by the storms
And I am nearly gone.
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