I have traveled thus far
With your hand in my hand
For you are my soul’s only provider
The only constancy through all these years
Now in my hour of suffering
I seek your face once again
Trusting in your love and wisdom
I lay my life in your hands
If there’s more to my journey
Then this must be my furnace of pottery
With each flame you make me stronger
So I can be a better vessel for your name
If my journey is near completion
Help me to see the beauty in everything
Let me know the lives I’ve touched
And that you didn’t create me in vain
I need not ask you to care for my loved ones
For you love them more than I ever could
But comfort them in case they can’t see
The home of glory awaiting me
When I finally see your face
It would be a joyful occasion
To find myself in your sweet embrace
And to know all the reasons for everything
But until then, O Lord
Help me to touch every life I possibly can
As I await my homecoming
With your hand in my hand
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