We might die
We might live
We could hurt each other badly
Do things, things so hard to forgive
Oh and if time is not our friend
Your mind might forget me before the end
And oh I cannot
I cannot look that far
But like your daddy said
How can we see that far?
The same sun that melts the wax can harden clay
And the same rain that drowns the rat will grow the hay
And the mighty wind that knocks us down
If we lean into it
Will drive our fears away
— Amy Grant (“How Can We See that Far?”)