There is nothing better than Your paths.
Though we’ll stray and divert our ways,
not made for us,
stumble on alone and not recall,
the comforts of a companion for the road.
Nowhere is more
perfect than your paths.
And because of Your love and grace,
You’ll wait for us at a thousand crossroads.
Until we slow down our pace,
until we see the light of heaven shining upon
foresee a different way.
And when we walk with You,
our burdens lessen at each step.
Your light yoke settles on our shoulders,
when we falter we feel Your hand support,
and at our feet we discover,
And when we
walk with You,
in Your light we see a view,
a view that astounds.
A path that stretches forward to heaven,
a beckoning bright horizon.
And we realise apart from You,
we stumble on in darkness.
There is nothing
other than Your paths,
to give a firm foundation,
to give a reason for continuing,
a light for our very lives.
And nothing better than Your presence,
comforting and constant,
to be our way and guide.
So, as Your Good
‘stand at the crossroads and look,
ask for the ancient paths,
ask where the good way is,
and walk in it,
and find rest for my
Lisa de Jong