(Cooley, Siregar)
The
narrow path the crooked way
I
stumble forward day by day
Hoping
there beyond that hill
I'll
see the risen Son
Familiar
roads have somehow changed
The
signs are gone not one remains
The
thing I once relied on all I thought was true
Is
useless to me now
I
trust You with all my heart
I
know that You'll be by my side
You
keep me and guide me, Lord, in everything I do
I
trust You to make it turn out right
I
know You'll make it turn out right
I
struggle with the mysteries
Of
saints and sorrow, mustard seeds
Passing
through the needle’s eye
Am
I trying to catch the wind?
A
puzzle with a missing piece
The
picture here, not quite complete
I
built the boat You asked for in the desert sand
I’m
waiting for the rain
[chorus]
[bridge]
Like
the morning sun You clear the mist away
So
path ahead is clear and straight
[chorus/ending]