I am weary ,but I plod on. The journey is long,but the road leads home. I shudder in this cold and I flinch in the wind, but I have met with resolve and I shall not bend. The journey is treacherous and the road marked with charms, but I long to reach Heaven and be gathered in His arms.... Though the way is filled with snares, I cast on Him all my cares.
By His grace I will make it on His way, By His grace I shall reach home and forever stay.
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