A SONG - FOLLOW ME
(© Marion Stewart - 4/14/94)
While through this changing world below,
I would not choose my path to go.
It's Father's hand that leadeth me.
Sometimes we walk in sunshine bright
Sometimes in darkness of the night
But Father's hand will leadeth me
Sometimes there seems no way to take
But Father's hand that leads the way
Sometimes I hear Him gently say
Come follow Me, this is the way
Why should I mind the way I go
His way is the best for me I know
He is my strength, my truth, my way
He is my comforting rod and staff today
On we travel hand in hand
Bound for the Promised Land
Always through all Eternity
I will praise His name for leading me
Use the links below to see more of my grandfather's poetry. Fuzzy Angel is a story I wrote when remembering my grandparents.
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