More Than Ever Karen Peck & New River

When I started my journey in fresh childlike trust
I believed that the Lord's way was best
I would read in His Word how He mothered the bird
And grieved when it felt from its nest
How I felt His delight when I chose to do right
And I prayed I would not make Him sad
We would meet on the way in the cool of the day
What a pure sweet communion we had

Oh, but now more than ever
I cherish the cross
More than ever I sit at His feet
All the miles of my journеy
Have proved my Lord true
And Hе is so precious to me

The road I have traveled has sometimes been steep
Through wild jagged places of life
Sometimes I've stumbled and fallen so hard
That the stones cut my soul like a knife
But the staff of my Shepherd would reach out for me
And lift me to cool pastures green
With the oil of the spirit anointing my wounds
There I'd rest by the clear healing stream

Oh, but now more than ever
I cherish the cross
More than ever I sit at His feet
All the miles of my journey
Have proved my Lord true
And He is so precious to me