Here, where I woke, is this home?
Or is it at the end of this journey?
Do I pine for return or deliverance?
O Lord! Let the sunrise warm my face, let the path be the path.
(Letter #3,916)
Here, where I woke, is this home?
Or is it at the end of this journey?
Do I pine for return or deliverance?
O Lord! Let the sunrise warm my face, let the path be the path.
(Letter #3,916)