I may run or I may stroll,
in this journey of my soul.
As I engage in mysteries,
I know God is here with me.
I confess and have contrition.
I’ve not been, in submission.
I’ve tried to do things with my own hands.
By my strength I’ve worked to stand.
Thus I earned what I could not afford.
Better to wait on the Lord.
Who planned success before I began.
Who sought to raise a humble man.
I sing here a song written by Johnny Mercer back in 1944 called, “Dream.”
Thank you for listening. – Tom