As I journey towards my eternal abode

Along the path which my Saviour has showed


I’m not worried of the myriad curves and bends

As long as He His hand to me lends


I know not of the rocks and cliffs

Nor the direction in which the stormy wind threatens to drift


I know not of the deserts my way

Nor of the deep dark waters that would meet me halfway


Yet I keep walking on along the pathways

His radiant effulgence being my hope and stay


Whence this thoroughfare would end

On His holy and perfect will would depend


Each day makes the wait a tad less

For me to meet Jesus in His luminous finesse


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