Along the path of life.

From mountain peaks, to valleys,

Only one who knows my plight.

Yet when I’m in the valleys

I know that I will grow;

And when I see the mountain peaks

God’s love most surely shows.

These travels in my lifetime,

Have taught a special truth…

‘Tho I oft feel so alone,

My hand, God won’t turn loose.

He’s ready; and He’s waiting,

For me to simply trust.

I’ll follow in His footsteps.

He’s faithful and He’s just.

Skies may change from blue to gray,

Yet I shall still press on.

For soon, I’ll rest forever more.

I’ll see my home, sweet home.