I hear the beat - a distant sound
As my mind runs away.
I travel back, in memories drowned,
To past and long gone days.
I know my life will soon be gone,
My body in the grave,
And so I seek, while here on earth,
To live to God alone.
But low I fall, so quickly fall,
Sometimes I hardly stand.
Without his help, without his love,
I'd be in hell right now.
And so I look, I look to him,
May he my Saviour be,
And though I fall a thousand times,
May he bring me safe home.
Yes, one day I will see his face,
I'll gaze on him at last
And I will feel his loving arms
Around me hold me fast.
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