[male
vocals] (
Cinematic
piano
intro
swelling
with
soft
orchestral
strings)
I
reflect
on
the
road
I’
ve
walked
Through
the
valley
and
the
storm
It’
s
the
story
of
grace,
written
in
time
April
fourth,
nineteen
sixty-eight,
the
world
held
its
breath
As
the
dream-bearer
fell,
I
took
my
first
light
in
the
depths
Born
into
the
soil,
a
peasant
family
of
simple
needs
No
mountain
to
climb,
just
planting
the
smallest
of
seeds
I
floated
through
childhood,
no
shoulder
to
lean
on
nearby
Just
the
vastness
of
heaven
and
the
reach
of
the
open
sky
How
did
I
stand?
How
did
I
survive
the
chilling
gale?
When
the
odds
were
stacked,
and
the
strength
of
a
man
would
fail
I
am
the
tree
planted
by
the
water,
just
like
the
Psalm
says
My
roots
run
deep,
anchored
through
the
darkest
of
days
It
was
tough,
it
was
rough,
but
it
was
beautiful
because
it
was
God
Leading
my
spirit,
guiding
the
path
that
my
tired
feet
trod
I
am
grateful,
I
am
standing,
I
am
whole
Because
the
Rock
of
Ages
took
control
of
my
soul
From
the
classrooms
of
Ibadan
to
the
nations
across
the
sea
I
rose
from
the
nothingness
to
the
doctor
I
was
meant
to
be
I
lost
many
things
along
the
winding,
jagged
track
But
I
gained
the
Christ,
and
I
never
dared
to
look
back
My
pains
were
the
fuel
that
ignited
my
flickering
faith
Through
the
fire
of
affliction,
He
kept
me
safe
in
His
wraith
Every
trial
was
a
lesson,
every
heartache
a
bridge
to
the
light
He
carried
the
burden,
He
carried
me
through
the
night
I
am
the
tree
planted
by
the
water,
just
like
the
Psalm
says
My
roots
run
deep,
anchored
through
the
darkest
of
days
It
was
tough,
it
was
rough,
but
it
was
beautiful
because
it
was
God
Leading
my
spirit,
guiding
the
path
that
my
tired
feet
trod
I
am
grateful,
I
am
standing,
I
am
whole
Because
the
Rock
of
Ages
took
control
of
my
soul
Now
I
fear
no
more,
the
shadows
have
faded
away
I
walk
in
the
victory
of
a
bright
and
glorious
day
Adekunle,
the
journey
is
written
in
the
palm
of
His
hand
From
the
dust
of
the
valley
to
the
promise
of
the
land
I
am
the
tree
planted
by
the
water,
just
like
the
Psalm
says
My
roots
run
deep,
anchored
through
the
darkest
of
days
It
was
tough,
it
was
rough,
but
it
was
beautiful
because
it
was
God
Leading
my
spirit,
guiding
the
path
that
my
tired
feet
trod
I
am
grateful,
I
am
standing,
I
am
whole
Because
the
Rock
of
Ages
took
control
of
my
soul
I
am
grateful,
oh,
so
grateful
For
the
life,
for
the
struggle,
for
the
climb
God,
you
are
my
Rock
I
am
standing
because
of
You (
Music
swells
to
a
majestic
orchestral
finish)