This is my Story

Left in a shack by a frozen lake,
A baby alone for compassion’s sake.
Wrapped in a blanket, bottle dry,
But fishermen came when they heard my cry.

Adopted by name but not by heart,
I watched from the edges, kept apart.
A child surviving with questions why,
Yet faith was growing where tears ran dry.

I walk the trail where Jesus led,
Not perfect steps, but faith instead.
To love like Christ, to serve and mend,
This is my story, my heart’s true end.

The father I sought was never there,
His place was silence, his love was air.
Yet through the pain, a whisper came,
“I’ll be your Father, just the same.”

Through years of not fitting, feeling small,
No family ties, no love at all.
But light kept shining through the night,
God found a way to bring me light.

I walk the trail where Jesus led,
Not perfect steps, but faith instead.
To love like Christ, to serve and mend,
This is my story, my heart’s true end.

I left behind the drugs, the drink,
The fog is gone—I’ve learned to think.
My heart now rests where hope can stay,
I walk in light, a brighter way.

I searched for truth, where love is pure,
For peace that always would endure.
Then came the day my eyes could see,
The home I built—my family.

I walk the trail where Jesus led,
Not perfect steps, but faith instead.
To love like Christ, to serve and mend,
This is my story, my heart’s true end.

The hurt returns from years gone by,
It grips my heart and makes me cry.
Yet faith reminds me, tears will fade,
When I rest in the love He made.

Almighty God draws me to stay,
His love has never turned away.
He is the Father I have known,
Who shaped my heart to be His own.

I walk the trail where Jesus led,
Not perfect steps, but faith instead.
To love like Christ, to serve and mend,
This is my story, my heart’s true end.

When you feel like you’ve been left behind,
Keep faith alive, let hope unwind,
The darkest road still leads to light,
With God, your steps will turn out right.

I walk the trail where Jesus led,
Not perfect steps, but faith instead.
To love like Christ, to serve and mend,
This is my story, my heart’s true end.
I walk the trail where Jesus led,
Not perfect steps, but faith instead.
To love like Christ, to serve and mend,
This is my story, my heart’s true end.
To love like Christ, to serve and mend,
This is my story, my heart’s true end.

1970s soft pop rock in the style of a 1930s swing /
Medium tempo
Male singers