You
were there when I was born
You
were there when I grew older
You
are there
When
I face the turbulent storm.
In
the valley of life
Tears
stained my eyes
You
were there to comfort
And
to bring sunshine to my smile.
As
I journey toward Heaven
You
are by my side
Because
Your Promise tells me
With
me You will always abide.
As
a pilgrim I keep traveling
Knowing
that Jesus will be there
When
I behold the Land of Glory
Where
God and saints forever dwell.
Written
by
Johanna
Stang Hobrath
.
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26
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