My future in Your hands
I have been told
"Where there is a will, there is a way"
When I grow old
I want to see Christ walk my way
I have been blessed with many gifts
Somehow I want to use them
To teach others about God's love
And to give them hope from above
The college I could see myself attend
I know would be just right
But with finances on the low end
This dream may vanish out of sight
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