the path

Written by: lasea jeziel albaladejo

From the start You gave me life;
Sin came in, soul suffered strife
Such an awful circumstance
Sin controlled both feet and hands

Lost was I nowhere to go
All of me have suffered so
Till the day that I did see
Footprints that led me to Thee

Roughest route the prints were found
On your head the thorns were bound
Nails and tack with blood were blot
Stains that made me gain a lot

Course was cruel, dark the day
How oh Lord can I repay
Such a precious sacrifice
Opened darkened, blinded eyes

Painful path your feet did bleed
To the cross the trail did lead 
Hungry soul was there relieved
That same day I first believed

Guard my feet, where’er they go
All You say, I’ll do it so
Sure am I You’ll lead the way
Every word will I obey