Walk with me and you may be surprised
at the hopes and the fears that sparkle in eyes
of students and friends and the odd stranger too
ignored by the many but heard by the few.
Walk with me and your shoes may grow thin
the stories they stop and they start back again
and each step we take begs another appear
as freedom and rest replaces the fear.
Walk with me, let your story be heard
speak every line, don't leave out a word
laughter and joy and heartache and pain
escape from shy mouths like a shower of rain.
Walk with me and don't mention the time
the mountains before you together we'll climb
as we walk on, the route harder still
we'll know the glory of the King's realized will.
Walk with me and you'll walk by His side
and step by step we'll align with His stride
then we'll feel the pulse of His unending grace
the peace of His presence, the light of His face.
Walk with me friend if your journey is long
if your soul cannot rest or remember its song
because I walk with a Savior who's been good to me
and in His steps alone I have found myself free.
