Hymn - The Lord Will Make A Way Somehow
The Lord Will Make A Way Somehow
(written by Thomas Dorsey)
Verse 1:
Like a ship that’s tossed and driven,
battered by an angry sea;
when the storms of life are raging,
and their fury falls on me.
I wonder what I have done,
that makes this race so hard to run;
then I say to my soul, take courage,
the Lord will make a way somehow.
Chorus:
The Lord will make a way somehow,
when beneath the cross I bow,
He will take away each sorrow,
let Him have your burdens now.
When the loads bears down so heavy
the weight is shown upon my brow,
there’s a sweet relief in knowing
the Lord will make a way somehow.
Verse 2:
Try to do the best in service,
try to do the best you can;
when I choose to do the right thing
evil’s present on every hand.
I look up and wonder why
that good fortune passed me by;
then I say to my soul, be patient,
the Lord will make a way somehow.
Chorus
Verse 3:
Often there’s misunderstanding,
out of all the good I do;
go to friends for consolation,
and I find them complaining, too.
So many nights I toss in pain,
wondering what the day will bring;
then I say to my heart, don’t worry,
the Lord will make a way somehow.
Chorus
(written by Thomas Dorsey)
Verse 1:
Like a ship that’s tossed and driven,
battered by an angry sea;
when the storms of life are raging,
and their fury falls on me.
I wonder what I have done,
that makes this race so hard to run;
then I say to my soul, take courage,
the Lord will make a way somehow.
Chorus:
The Lord will make a way somehow,
when beneath the cross I bow,
He will take away each sorrow,
let Him have your burdens now.
When the loads bears down so heavy
the weight is shown upon my brow,
there’s a sweet relief in knowing
the Lord will make a way somehow.
Verse 2:
Try to do the best in service,
try to do the best you can;
when I choose to do the right thing
evil’s present on every hand.
I look up and wonder why
that good fortune passed me by;
then I say to my soul, be patient,
the Lord will make a way somehow.
Chorus
Verse 3:
Often there’s misunderstanding,
out of all the good I do;
go to friends for consolation,
and I find them complaining, too.
So many nights I toss in pain,
wondering what the day will bring;
then I say to my heart, don’t worry,
the Lord will make a way somehow.
Chorus
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