Kathryn's Song

Now I think I know what He was trying to do Now I think I know What He was brought you through Now I think I see The picture of it all The gold-lined tapestry That we knew as "your call" There were times when darkness Strouded paths of light Yet you carried on Not giving up the light "Thank you, precious Lord" I can hear you sigh 'Cause through it all He let you be the apple of His eye There was not a price To pay that was too dear There was not a cross That you gave up as severe Letting all your plans be His And not your own You traveled 'round the world But today you found your home Standing now before Him Angels gathered 'round There you are in white A holy wedding gown Radiant, the joy That streams now from your face The Master says "Well done You've just won that long Hard race"