Yesterday’s burden, discarded by the roadside. It beckons.
Grant me a forward path today, Lord.
Grant that I may walk away from yesterday and into the sun.
Let not the beckoning call me.
(Letter #3,982)
Yesterday’s burden, discarded by the roadside. It beckons.
Grant me a forward path today, Lord.
Grant that I may walk away from yesterday and into the sun.
Let not the beckoning call me.
(Letter #3,982)