

Five long years
of staring at the ceiling
Trading my pride for a room with a view of the street
Cold cup of coffee and that heavy feeling
That I'm just a ghost on my
own two feet
I hit the floor with my head in my hands
Whispered a plea that I didn't think anyone heard
I said "Lord, I don't need a promised land Just give me
the strength for one more morning's word"
(give me strength)
And You didn't part the seas or shake the ground
You didn't send a lightning bolt to turn it all around
But You gave me the breath to stand up straight
To face another hour,
to open up the gate (one more step)
Monday morning
brought a call for a steady shift
Wednesday evening
met a neighbor washing his car
Shared a warm plate of food,
felt the heavy burden lift
First time in a year I didn't feel so
far
And You didn't part the seas or shake the ground
You didn't send a lightning bolt to turn it all around
But You gave me the breath to stand up straight
To face another hour,
to open up the gate (one more step) Month after month,
the quiet mercy grew In every honest word,
in everything You do
I looked back today and finally understood
You answered my prayer by making my feet move (You moved my
feet)
Just one more morning And You gave me the strength to keep
on
(thank You)