Look out there to my right, a mighty river flowing
Way beyond mountain peaks a sun is ever showing
Standing trees, evergreen, appear and stately planted
We may not pass this way again, so take nothing for granted
Sitting here to my right, a friend closer than brother
Native of the land I see, loyal as no other
Friendship is as one gives, the other one receptive
We may not pass this way again, though we may be reflective
Cherish the moment, perish the thought
I can do as I intend
We may have never been this way before
We may never pass this way again
Wherever you may be, up high or way down under
There's a voice that gently speaks, not found in wind or thunder
At the door stands the Lord, a waiting invitation
He may not pass this way again, this day of your salvation
Cherish the moment, perish the thought
I can do as I intend
We may have never been this way before
We may never pass this way again

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