God did not tell me,
Only roses would grow.
That I'd find no sorrow,
On the path I must go.
But He promised to be there,
Each step of the way,
Providing a way to escape,
The temptations of each day.
His grace all sufficient,
Daily to see me through.
He'd help me to conquer,
And be victorious too.
~ Dottlee Dugan Reid
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