Walking in the Light

Don’t lose sight

Of the pathway

In the dark

When you can’t see

Take the hand

That’s there to guide you

The voice that calls

“Follow me”


And though the path

May seem heavy

Your vision blurry

Take a breath

One step, then another

Look towards the beacon

That leads to rest


And when you can’t see it

When the light

Seems to fade

Call out in surrender

And he will

Lead the way


The light

Never truly fades


It may seem distant

When we are struggling

It may be blurred

By the world

It may be just a flicker

When we’ve stopped

Looking to his word


But it is there

Always there


Like the sunrise

Or a lighthouse

On the shore

He is always

Waiting to restore


Take the hand

That guides you

It is the light

Of the world.


05/20/25

clc


“but if we walk in the Light as He Himself is in the Light, we have fellowship with one another, and the blood of Jesus His Son cleanses us from all sin.”

1 John‬ ‭1‬:‭7‬ ‭NASB1995‬‬



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