17 March, 2013

Between Here and Sunset...


Between here and sunset, there’ll be rivers to cross,         

The wind may beat ‘round me, my ship may be tossed.
But the Pilot that’s guiding my vessel can see,
Between here and sunset just what’s waiting for me.

And He’ll hold back the sun if the need should arise.
If the mountains to steep, He’ll just lower the skies.
He’ll exalt every valley, when they’re too rough and steep,
And between here and sunset God will take care of me.

As sure as the years number thousands and more,
And as sure as the sand lies to rest on the shore.
Just as sure as the clouds roll the rain from the sea,
Between here and sunset He’ll take care of me.

And He’ll hold back the sun if the need should arise.
If the mountains to steep, he’ll just lower the skies.
He’ll exalt every valley, when they’re too rough and steep,
And between here and sunset God will take care of me.




And between here and sunset God will take care of me.
                                                                                            -Dottie Rambo


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