I walked down a narrow pathway,
Strewn with rocks and many stones.
He grabbed my hand and led me
Just the two of us alone.
People came and went around us --
Some stayed and talked awhile,
As down the path He led me,
Cheered by their happy smile.
Then one day it started raining,
As I tripped o'er rocks and things.
He grasped my hand still tighter,
As I heard an angel sing.
And sometimes I took a detour,
And I wandered far away.
Just when I thought He'd left me,
Then He came to save the day.
There were times the rain came stronger,
And we hid in shelter there.
He held me still, so safely,
When at last the sun shone fair.
There were hills and there were valleys,
And many mountains to climb,
Until we topped the last one --
Oh, the view! It was sublime!
Then I looked back on my pathway,
And saw many walk the same,
And the Savior walked beside them,
As through life's trials they came.
~ H. Paige Edwards
May 2016
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