I hail from the head not to be tail;
Though I'm frail, he makes me sail
Over sin's trail and death's nail,
He never fails so I don't wail
Though I'm frail, he makes me sail
Over sin's trail and death's nail,
He never fails so I don't wail
Today's the day to pray and say
May grace lead me all the way
To stay okay in God's pathway
And lay in Christ, not led astray
No other lover like Jehovah,
Sweetest ever and most clever;
He's made the problems over
And secures us with grace's cover
Standing the lion's den
Is not by how much men
But by God, like Daniel's then;
Den of men with much to learn
We got the grease for the race
To always face each life's phase;
To take our place in his palace
For victory is our case.
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