What is right, what is wrong?
How can I know as I go along?
A path made narrow, trees all around.
A forest before me, as I try not to drown.
I keep my focus, mindful of the ground.
Stones, flowers greenery and browns.
Taking steps forward, one by one.
Trusting in Him, I remember now, I know what is true.
I acknowledge Him on my way, as I navigate toward the light.
The sunlight glows, beautiful rays of gold, peaking through the trees.
He directs my paths faithfully, even though I can’t see Him, He’s always near.
I will not have a broken spirit, I will not fear.
I keep my focus, mindful of above, the light peering through, this narrow path I try to stay on.
A merry heart I have now, no dried up bones, I’m rooted in the One who loves.
Let Us Not Grow Weary 