The Narrow Path
My first twenty years I walked the road broad
Until empty, longing, I came to know God.
Forty-seven years since; on God’s path I have trod.
Different kinds of terrain I’ve walked on this Earth’s sod.
Hovering jungle growth, fear and danger abound
Amidst the STARK unknown ‘twas once lost; now I’m found.
On narrow mountain roads, high above the rough fray
A joy I never knew, to know You and to pray.
Scenic beachside sunsets Your beauty to behold
Even in desert sands, the beauty of the Lord.
Midst wintry suffering, in ice-cold bitter lands
It’s on the tundra I found your comforting hand.
Life has not been easy, victories and defeats,
But even in valleys the Shepherd did I meet.
Upon His narrow road, His path for weary feet
A delighted sheep, I, find His comfort sweet.