WITH A GLANCE IN THE REAR VIEW MIRROR

With a glance in the rear view mirror,

I turn to my Father in prayer.

I know I need perspective.

Tender mercy and care

Where, from sin, I am freed.

Lifted from doubts and despair,

From things that so easily beset me.

Where there is love that naught can compare.

With the spirit I can see what needs to be...

I want to know, where I need to go.

For I want to grow.

Who can know what lies before each of us?

I turn to my father, dearly.

For He can lead me to a distance.

Line upon line to grow, slowly.

I turn to Him humbly and fully.

And He raises me to see more clearly.

I recognize, it is the vistas I need

In the past, I'd missed the best scenery!

With the spirit I can see what needs to be.

I want to know, where I need to go

For I want to grow.

When I strive to reach new heights,

I think of my Savior in prayer.

Will I ever grasp all He has done for me?

As He suffered great pain to bear?

He alone, understands where I've been

Who I am when no one's there

He, alone, sees beyond my frailties.

My greatest fears, with Him, I can share.

With the Spirit I can see, 

He died for me.

I want to know How I can show

That I love Him so.