by Guest » Thu Apr 14, 2011 5:22 pm
It is called "I can Make It"
The road that I am traveling so often grows dim
Overshadowed by clouds in the sky
But I'm looking unto Jesus leaning closer to Him
And He keeps me with His watchful eye.
chorus
I can make it, through the valley, over mountains, through the storm
Jesus keeps me so completely
I can make it all the way home
This load that I must carry some day I'll lay down
And I'll never have burdens again
This ole' cross will then be traded for a robe and a crown
When I've entered that land without sin!
It is called "I can Make It"
The road that I am traveling so often grows dim
Overshadowed by clouds in the sky
But I'm looking unto Jesus leaning closer to Him
And He keeps me with His watchful eye.
chorus
I can make it, through the valley, over mountains, through the storm
Jesus keeps me so completely
I can make it all the way home
This load that I must carry some day I'll lay down
And I'll never have burdens again
This ole' cross will then be traded for a robe and a crown
When I've entered that land without sin!