There are days, waiting the fall,
There are days that I fly above them.
There is nothing, oh, I found
Stop my going down, still I hope for Lord to provide.
Well, there are people that turn from salvation
There are those with no heal by name.
Hold no pride in other place,
It is no disgrace to need Him and all He provides.
Just wait on His coming when the time is right
You will be ready, step into His light.
Oh, every sinner holds an equal share
In the glorious home in the air.
Well, I have memories that cripple my lane
And I have memories that keep me going
Sure the same for you, âtill youâre up, we can do
Itâs hope for the Lord to provide.
You just wait on His calling when the time is right
You will be ready, step into His light.
Every sinner holds an equals share in that glorious home in the air.
Yeah, there are days when I canât feel a thing,
There are days when I canât stop singing
Letâs see you and I hold hands, keep on for the promised land
Well, I hope for Lord to provide,
Well, letâs hope for Lord to provide.