As I journey toward the setting sun, I face a bend in the road. No one seems to care or understand that I bear a heavy load.

I barely understand myself, nor can I control my moods. I only know God "promised" that He would see me through.

He promised He'd never leave me, Nor yet forsake me here. And in these words only -- can I find a comfort and cheer.

My steps are getting shorter, My strength is growing weak. I pray "My God, please help me!" If he would only speak.

Then I look toward the setting sun, And the Bend In the Road, And all I seem to see Is the sky, red, aglow.

The sky says it all, He did hear my prayer. For in it I'm reminded, Tomorrow will be fair.

So, don't give up, go on, have courage,  and face the Bend In The Road, God is here, He's all around you and He'll bear your heavy load.