No More Wandering In The Wilderness


©Deborah Bolack 2002
Pianist Susan Carlson
Performed by The Muckles
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I was wandering in the wilderness, just outside the promised land.
I was following a winding path, carved out by the steps of a man.
In despair I cried to Jesus, and he stretched out his hand.
He guided me across the barren plain, onto higher ground to stand.

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No more wandering in the wilderness; that never was God’s plan.
No more trips down to Egypt; won’t put my trust in man.
I’m discovering abundant life, holding tight to Jesus hand.
No more wandering in the wilderness; I’ve left that sinking sand.

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No more wandering in the wilderness, I have seen the promised land.
I am following an upward path, carved out by the steps of the Lamb.
With such joy I sing to Jesus, and praise the great I Am,
for guiding me across the barren plain.
He’s the rock on which I stand.

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No more wandering in the wilderness; that never was God’s plan.
No more trips down to Egypt; won’t put my trust in man.
I’m discovering abundant life, holding tight to Jesus hand.
No more wandering in the wilderness; I’ve left that sinking sand.
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Psalm 107:4-7 They wandered in the wilderness in a solitary way; they found no city to dwell in. Hungry and thirsty, their soul fainted in them. Then they cried unto the Lord in their trouble, and he delivered them out of their distresses. And he led them forth by the right way, that they might go to a city of habitation.
Psalm 40:2,3 He brought me up also out of an horrible pit, out of the miry clay, and set my feet upon a rock, and established my goings. And hath put a new song in my mouth, even praise unto our God; many shall see it, and fear, and shall trust in the Lord.
John 10:10 The thief cometh not, but for to steal, and to kill, and to destroy: I am come that they might have life, and that they might have it more abundantly.
When I wrote this song, my pastor had just preached the last message of a series on the wilderness wanderings. It struck a chord with me, because I felt like I had spent a long time wandering in the wilderness myself, and had finally crossed the barren desert and entered the promised land. Not that I wasn’t saved all those years, but I seemed to have lost my way. I had stopped trusting my own ability to hear the voice of God, and had spent far too much time listening to other voices and following other sheep, rather than heeding the Shepherd’s still small voice. Too often I’d buried my doubts and stuffed my questions, and just went along with the herd. When I finally got my eyes off of men and back on the Lord, he was there to lead me out of the wilderness onto higher ground where I was finally discovering the abundant life that he had for me all along.

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