Right in the middle of the will of the Father
Right in the middle of the narrow way
Some folks allege that the edge is better
But right in the middle’s where I want to stay
Right in the middle of the narrow way
I could tiptoe over and take a look around
But I know if I go to the shifting ground
I’ll be stuck in the miry clay
So if I let God lead me
He’s going to keep me
Right in the middle of the will of the Father
Right in the middle of the narrow way
Some folks allege that the edge is better
But right in the middle’s where I want to stay
Right in the middle of the narrow way
There are times I wonder what I would ever do
If I chose not to go where He told me to
Then I drop to my knees and pray
And with all He’s given,
I’ll keep livin’
Right in the middle of the will of the Father
Right in the middle of the narrow way
Some folks allege that the edge is better
But right in the middle’s where I want to stay
Right in the middle of the narrow way
Right in the middle of the will of the Father
Right in the middle of the narrow way
Some folks allege that the edge is better
But right in the middle’s where I want to stay
Right in the middle of the narrow way
Right in the middle’s where I want to stay
Right in the middle of the narrow way
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