Most of the time we think life is okay
We, as mortals, can usually find our way
Then comes the great life-changing needs
That knocks us to our ungrateful knees
We flounder under the unending stress
When faced with a taste of the wilderness.
Just like God’s children of old
Who built the forbidden calf of gold
They could not wait just one more day
For Mose’s to show them the Father’s way
Turning their backs on the land of promise
When faced with a taste of the wilderness.
People have not changed in all these years
Hardships are still here along with the tears
But we must never give up or ever turn back
Into the world of bondage to sin and of lack
Always seeking the path that God will bless
When faced with our own taste of the wilderness.
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