Woods are lovely, dark n deep..
But i have promises to keep..
And miles to go before i sleep..
Miles to go before I sleep..
I shall be telling this with a sigh..
Somwhere ages and ages hence..
Two roads diverged in a wood and i..
I took the one less travelled by..
And that has made all the difference..
God has not promised
Skies always blue,
Flower-strewn pathways
All our life through;
God has not promised
Sun without rain,
Joy without sorrow,
Peace without pain.
But God has promised
Strength for the day,
Rest for the labour,
Light for the way.