trembling feet walking in
like narrow footsteps too uncertain
In a Canoe boat, sailing without Katig
sitting amidst serenity of clear river
where waves paddle through
And I close my eyes, when the boat starts tilting
because I know You hold me
and You walk me unto this water
No matter the thunder, that rumbles
and dark clouds
You are holding me in this Canoe boat
Until the shore that I see,
is just a little step away
from where I float with Thee
and Until I find that someone there
You have given, is waiting there
to hold my little hand walk me through my little feet..
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