And see the way that I could go,
How nice if I could see,
What is behind the corner.
I look down on to the path,
And see where I have been,
I might have gone a different way,
If I had seen behind the corner.
I look down on to the trail,
It makes me feel old and frail,
When I think of how I have failed,
Because of what's behind the corner.
But I cannot see behind the corner,
And so to God I must turn,
He will protect and guide me,
From what's behind the corner.
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