LIKE a ship that's tossed and driven
Battered by an angry wave
When the storms of life are raging
And the fiery falls on me
I wonder what I have done
That makes this race so hard to run
But I say to my soul take courage
The Lord will make a way somehow.
The Lord will make a way somehow
When beneath the cross I bow
He will take away this sorrow, let Him have
your burdens now,
When the load that bugs down so heavy, the
weight is thrown, upon my brows;
There's a sweet relief in knowing that the
Lord will make a way somehow.
I try to do the best in service,
I try to do the best I can,
When I choose to do the right thing;
Evil's present on every hand,
Then I wonder what I have done
The fortune seems to pass me by.
Then I said to my heart don't worry;
The Lord will make a way somehow.
Often there is misunderstanding,
Out of all the good I do,
I go to friends for consolation,
I find them complaining too
Then I sat in thought and pain-
Wondering what the day will bring
But I say to my soul take courage,
The Lord will make a way somehow.