Gently I feel the touch of God’s hand, guiding my boat to that better land. Leading the way, to Heaven's bright shore Troublesome waters . . . I'm fearing no more Troublesome Waters Troublesome waters . . . around me do roll Rocking this boat, tempting my soul Love ones are drifting, toward living in sin Troublesome waters . . . are pulling them in Gently I feel the touch of God’s hand, guiding my boat . . . to that better land Leading the way, to Heaven’s bright shore Troublesome waters . . . I’m feeling no more Troublesome waters . . . are blacker than night Hiding from view, the harbor's bright lights Tossed in the turmoil, of life's stormy sea . . . I cry to my Saviour, have mercy on me Gently I feel the touch of God’s hand, guiding my boat, to that better land Leading the way, to Heaven's bright shore Troublesome waters . . . I'm fearing no more Gently I feel the touch of God’s hand, guiding my boat . . . to that better land Leading the way, to Heaven's bright shore Troublesome waters . . . I'm fearing no more Troublesome waters . . . I'm fearing no more The trouble and toils of life are felt, but the assurance of the Lord’s ever presence awareness and protection will endure forever. Though many stumble for the faint of heart, but let us hold on for that better land to Heaven’s bright shore. #songs

Miscellaneous Writings The Lost Sand Rock The innovation and progression we experience as a society is never because we are great; it is because we have fallen from that which is great. The course of humanity, therefore, strives to regain its lost greatness. Knowingly or unknowingly, within us all is the desire to return to what we once were originally. Contrarily, the ape doesn’t aspire in its capable mind of becoming great because it wasn’t meant to be. However, the human strives for greatness is the evidence of the plan of a purpose placed within us rather than an existence based on coincidence. The word plan, is like the application of the model of a building, showing the form or intent of the Designer. The purpose of those who follow will be to build thereon. Hence, we progress as a society, or we ought to. Nevertheless, an innovation and progression without the acknowledgment of its Designer, though it progresses, but it is of no effect to those who follow. In liberty, they become dependent. Through the innovation for simplicity, lives become complicated. Share Miscellaneous Writings That which was then wasn’t unchangeable, like sand it was manageable, but with time its reliability was solid. Today we see through virtuality, seeing all at once, but seeing less than ever. Have we forgotten the simplicity of the old path or we have gone astray? ____________________________________ 🎨PSW·3✒© BACK #TheOldPath