He walks beside me, in the light,
when darkness falls, He's there;
keeps me strong, to do what's right,
and like a good friend, He cares.
He guides me through life's maze,
with His wisdom,and His love;
I learn from Him and of His ways,
with His hand from high above.
He's there when things go wrong,
when the path becomes obscure;
with Him, I sing my glory song,
and it's then,I can endure.
He's a lamp when life grows dim,
shining from some distant hill;
all my strength I get from Him,
when I seek to do,His will.
He is the peace that gives me grace,
when I sit and read His Holy Word;
He takes me to His secret place,
My Great Savior and Great Lord.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem