The sands of time, leaving footprints behind.
The high tide washes them away.
Carry me Lord just one more time.
I cannot walk further on.
Take hold of my hand Lord, let's
journey together, to places I have
I am tired Lord, I cannot go on,
carry me Lord again.
Let's walk together side by side,
as my strength is renewed.
How lovely it is to see the sunshine,
the mountains and morning dew.
I will carry you Lord deep within my
heart, where your love abides.
I see your foot prints in the sand,
even the tide could not hide.
by: Paula Strasburg