What My Future Holds
Who knows what my future may hold
Another mystery to ufold
As my life continues to pass away
I think about my future and what is there that awaits
I know there will come times of struggle
I know there will be times which I suffer
I know there will be times when everything goes wrong
I know there will be times that I long for home
I know that many storms shall pass
But I like to look at the brighter path
I know there will be times of joy
There will be times of peace
There will be times when I won't accept defeat
There will be times that I feel at home
There will be times where I stand strong alone
I'm not afraid of what my future may bring
For God has already created a plan
One that He'll guide me through with His unchanging hand
I'll keep my faith and never lose hope
Whatever God has for me, my future holds.
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