Walk With Me Jesus
Within the twilight realm of majesty
The colors of the setting sun,
Shadows cover the earth
But not the loving heart.
Walking through the paths of nature,
Covered in ivy greens,
There is a moment that spurs the mind
To something never seen.
Something within, that has the power,
To bring to life each waking hour.
And as the sun goes down and gives way
To a rose of silent bliss,
A trembling of gentleness,
A land of echoes,
Of endless waste,
A treeless branch across the trail.
Wander and roam,
Find a home,
In pastures of verdant green,
Where answers lie,
For questions never asked.
A mansion built on high,
Way up in the lofty sky.
And there I wake
My dreams are true,
Heart filled with love of You.
Within the twilight realm of majesty
The colors of the setting sun,
Shadows cover the earth
But not the loving heart.
Walking through the paths of nature,
Covered in ivy greens,
There is a moment that spurs the mind
To something never seen.
Something within, that has the power,
To bring to life each waking hour.
And as the sun goes down and gives way
To a rose of silent bliss,
A trembling of gentleness,
A land of echoes,
Of endless waste,
A treeless branch across the trail.
Wander and roam,
Find a home,
In pastures of verdant green,
Where answers lie,
For questions never asked.
A mansion built on high,
Way up in the lofty sky.
And there I wake
My dreams are true,
Heart filled with love of You.
