I have listened to this song for many years, knowing that it would have significance at some point. It was sung at Rowan's graveside service:
In this world I walk alone
With no place to call my home,
But there's one who holds my hand
Through rugged roads, through barren lands.
The way is dark, the road is steep,
But He's become my eyes to see,
The strength to climb, my griefs to bear.
The Savior lives inside me there.
Chorus:
In Your love I find relief,
A haven from my unbelief.
Take my life and let me be
A living prayer, my God, to Thee.
In these trials of life I find
Another voice inside my mind.
He comforts me and bids me live
Inside the love the Father gives.
In Your love I find relief,
A haven from my unbelief.
Take my life and let me be
A living prayer, my God, to Thee.
Take my life and let me be
A living prayer, my God, to Thee.
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