Maya Angelou

Just Like Job

My Lord, my Lord, Long have I cried out to Thee In the heat of the sun, The cool of the moon, My screams searched the heavens for Thee. My God, When my blanket was nothing but dew, Rags and bones Were all I owned, I chanted Your name Just like Job. Father, Father, My life give I gladly to Thee Deep rivers ahead High mountains above My soul wants only Your love But fears gather round like wolves in the dark. Have You forgotten my name? O Lord, come to Your child. O Lord, forget me not. You said to lean on Your arm And I'm leaning You said to trust in Your love And I'm trusting You said to call on Your name And I'm calling I'm stepping out on Your word. You said You'd be my protection, My only and glorious saviour, My beautiful Rose of Sharon,And I'm stepping out on Your word. Joy Joy Your word. Joy Joy The wonderful word of the Son of God. You said that You would take me to glory To sit down at the welcome table Rejoice with my mother in heaven And I'm stepping out on Your word. Into the alleys Into the byways Into the streets And the roads And the highways Past rumor mongers And midnight ramblers Past the liars and the cheaters and the gamblers On Your word On Your word. On the wonderful word of the Son of God. I'm stepping out on Your word.

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