My Constant Companion
I do not walk this “Way’ alone,
My Savior walks by my side.
He is my constant companion,
And ever faithful friend and guide.
Sometimes, the way grows dark and dreary,
And I cannot see Him close by.
Then I hear His voice speaking to me,
And I know He didn’t move…It was I.
When I am drawn away by cares
That are common to life here,
Jesus whispers, ‘Stay close to me, child,”
And in the darkness, I sense He is near.
Copyright © Betty Harp Butler | Year Posted 2016
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