I thought I knew just where I came from – A sentimental plot And pious rememberings. A deeper story ran Which I could not see, That's breaking now into this light On brilliant wings.

We've stumbled off of many A side road, Some freeways on our path Were not so fine and straight. This crossroads we'll pass through By no common help, Who guards us from the hound Of every wicked fate.

CHORUS ✤ A three-strand cord's not quickly torn That begins and ends with love – It binds and lifts and guides a growing trust. Which of these paths will see our ends? I'm powerless to speak, But confident we'll go the course as team us.

Put to death with my own hand Some childish dreams, And reluctantly passed by Some open doors. Now the distance we have come Is worth the thinking on – But nothing like the place We seek forevermore.

CHORUS ✤