It isn’t easy being me,
And it’s harder each dayFor when I think I’m on the path
I find I’ve gone astray.
I wander lost, more oft than not,
Afraid if I hit ground
And I’m not where I ought to be,
I never will be found.
I know that it’s a silly thing
For I’m never so lost
That You don’t know right where I am,
However blown or tossed.
But I would think, at this point, Lord,
I ought to know my way,
And yet here I am, one more time,
Completely gone astray!
Job 28:23-24
God understands the way to it and he alone knows where it dwells,
for he views the ends of the earth and sees everything under the heavens.
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