And With Him Walk My Every Mile
In this bright and sunny day
Let a tear flow from my eye?
Let all these thoughts of gray
Rob simple joys with a silly lie?
Persist to numb my heart
With past mistakes, release a sigh?
Rid of regrets, from pain depart
Aim for my goals, reach high?
I will! And after that to smile.
I have my Lord to take my hand
And with Him walk my every mile.
by Cynthia Buhain Baello