The Path

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