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Spiritual:Walking With Jesus

If I cannot understand MAN there is somebody who can A heart,he wears on his sleeve Give him your hand when you are ready to receive WALKING WITH JESUS and ready to be done Partake from his blood many battles fought and nearly won Non-believers mock the smile of the son Once more and often, the tide of the ocean crashes upon the rocks upsetting gentle emotion He strolls with his feet accepting not a surrender to bitter defeat Calling to me to walk with him in the park His guiding light, a'glowing in the dark Not a facial crack or stubborn weight upon his back He says:MY SON,YOU CAN LEAVE BEHIND THESE WORDLY MEANS TAKE HOLD OF THIS PALM AND WE CAN LEAP BEYOND MORTAL MACHINES THY STRUGGLE IS OVER FOR YOU THIS SPIRIT OF MINE WILL FOREVER STRENGTH ANEW Speaking to me as we still wander Pointing his finger to the sky with an exhaling breath YOU HAVE NOT SEEN "TRUE LOVE" of my HEAVEN as yet Glimpses of Time Past and present Appear and disappear from weary eye The brethren start to gather our FEET stop to collect Brothers, sisters, sons, daughters, They do not inquire of this man beside me Many ones who still trust become our dearest company "we are family and why should fear come between the closest of relations it is no longer a FAIRY TALE dream" His collection is not yet complete We still stroll along the pathway Shaking hands and inviting The rich or the poor that we might meet Many strangers to encounter and hold dear As the procession expands His innocent will no longer fear ALL is quiet and the frontier continues Jesus walks with us even though his spirit softly fade But,it shall be shown by walking with Jesus We are one step closer to HOME

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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