Life is a strange narrow road I once was told.
A road of broken dreams, tears, and laughs.
Now on my own I keep striving to be bold,
I choose my fate and what are my paths.
Choices, choices, and choices that’s all I can make.
I’m scare that I might make a mistake,
but I can’t live in fear for my freedom it will take.
That’s my freedom and it will not take!
I swallow my fear and look from left to right,
What path should I choose or where to go?
Straight forward is where Jesus is that’s in sight!
To him is where I shall run and go!
The right choice I’ve made is to go to my Lord.
For he calls my name and calls me friend.
What can I lose that I can’t even afford?
I know on Jesus I could depend.
He helps me with my problems, choices, and paths.
No more worries and no more fear.
All of my pains and sorrows they come to past.
He defeats all as they disappear.
I thank my Jesus for I know he is wonderful.
This life we so called the “broken road”,
Is not broken, but it’s rather beautiful.
My life is for him to own and to hold.
He will guide me to the right paths and choices.
I know that sometimes I will stumble,
but Jesus will forgive me for my choices
To him nothing is impossible.
Sure my problems will differ,
but he is my conqueror!