Sometimes we forget
where Jesus lives
Sometimes we forget
the peace He gives
Sometimes we forget
God's gift of grace
Sometimes we forget
life's not a race
We wander along
life's open road
And shoulder much more
than our load
Then questions invade
our every thought
In life's turmoil
we find we're caught
Everyday we can
take a new chance
Everyday we can
learn how to dance
Everyday we can
call Him by name
Everyday we can
stand and proclaim
Life passes by
in the same old way
As God turns the page
on one more day
Take time to
whisper a prayer
And notice our Savior
standing there
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