He walks with me
In the darkest night;
And walks with me
In bright sun light.
He is with me
In my days of sorrow,
And with me
In each bright tommerow.
He hears me
When I cry in pain,
And hears me
When I laugh again.
He loves me
When I am at my best,
And still loves me,
When I am somewhat less.
He comforts me when
I lose a friend
For He assures me,
We will meet again.
Yes,He walks with me
my dearest friend,
And I walk with Him
beyond Journey's end.
@ by Rolland Ricker
Thanks Rolland for sharing this
poem written with love for Jesus.
