I look back down the corridors of time
To see in my mind's eye,
Those standing tall along life's path
Lifting me onward from behind.
I look around me in the present
For I cannot be blind,
To see all they gave to bless our lives
God's abundance now to find.
I gaze into the misty haze ahead
And I still see the same,
The strength and power Of God they knew
All they sacrificed for my gain.
I thank God for my heritage
I praise Him for the wonder that He gave,
Those brave forefathers of faith
Who fought beyond the barriers of pain.
I see the devotion in their eyes
Their love of life, of God, of their beloved land,
Their desire to give their all
For me, for you, for every fellow man.
Psalm 143:8 (KJV)
Cause me to hear thy loving
kindness in the morning;
for in thee do I trust:
cause me to know the way
wherein I should walk;
for I lift up my soul unto thee.
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