Carrying me through

The clouds of daily troubles,

My lord carries me beyond.

Lifting me to Himself,

I am taken through times

I can not face.

Up and up,

Beyond any road,

Above any highway

I am carried atop the buildings,

Over the bridges,

And carried to a higher place.

Suffering is past,

As His cross comes into view.

Then through His

Tomb of resurrection,

He carries me beyond the pain,

And unto His glory.

Lifted higher and higher

Ascending into Heaven,

I journey with Him,

Arm in arm.

For this is a tale of victory,

Told as it happened.

Carried, I am,

To tell this Jesus story.

                            Selah

_{Carried by Ronhales}                                                                                                                            Psalm 68:19

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