Sunday, April 7, 2019

Wanderer

I was a wanderer,
Lost and alone
Upon the face
Of the earth.
No hand to hold ,
No friendly face
To  be with me.
And then He came
Holding out His hhands
Offering to guide me
If only I will let Him.

Now I Am
A wanderer still;
But now no longer alone,
For now
God walks with me.

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