Mid-Winter Music Finale by Rev. F.C. Barnes and Rev. Janice Barnes

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This is a song I have always associated with my maternal grandmother. It was "her type of song." Enjoy, and be blessed! Lyrics are below.





Verse 1:
Oh lord, I’m strivin’,
tryin to make it through this barren land,
but as I go from day to day,
I can hear my Savior say,
"trust me child,
come on, I'll hold your hand".

Chorus:
I’m comin' up on the rough side of the mountain,
I must hold to God, His powerful hand.
I’m comin' up on the rough side of the mountain,
I’m doing my best to make it in.

Chorus

Verse 2:
I’m comin’ up Lord, although my burdens
sometime may press me down,
but if I can only keep this faith
I’ll have strength just to run this race;
I’m lookin’ for my starry crown.

Chorus

Verse 3:
This old race will be soon be over,
there'll be no more race to run.
But I got to stand before God’s throne,
all my heartaches will be gone,
I’ll hear my Savior say, "welcome home!"

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