Blessing Wind — текст песни (Bill Miller)

There`s a dangerous journey
You`ll have to make
Be careful what you carry
Be careful what you take

Blow on Blessing Wind
Blow on Blessing Wind

There`s a path through the wilderness
You`ll have to find
Those earthly possessions
You must leave behind

The rich man owns rivers of gold
Don`t know what it`s worth
The meek and the purest of heart
Will inherit the earth
Here`s a shield you must carry
A horse you must ride
Show no fear in battle
For I am by your side