We all need a light,
To find our way;
We all need a friend,
That never sways.
A bright, brilliant star,
In the twilight sky;
A warm, burning torch,
For the caves of life.
Find those good friends,
Genuine and true;
Those friends will stay,
Forever with you.
Friends are, first, strangers,
That do not depart;
Strangers become friends,
Who stay in your heart.
Even in the depths,
Darkest and deepest;
God sends us some light,
A friend to keep us.
Their encouraging shine,
You lovingly know;
It spreads to others,
As you now glow!
A beautiful flame,
Your friend is to you;
Caring and warm,
A friend forever true.
I will be that comrade,
That will never leave;
Through trials and times,
Though hopeless they seem.
Look around at everyone,
Find those who are true;
They will not be far away,
And when you need them, they’ll find you.
On a walk through sunny shade,
The wind whispers gently through the trees;
The path before, like lemonade,
Yellow, golden, fallen autumn leaves.
Even in these quiet times;
There are changes so uncertain;
Yet God still gives us sunshine.
The clouds of doubt are now broken.
Once the leaves from trees have all fallen,
To the floor of the forest so far;
Once they darken, and their gold is stolen,
How barren the birch trees now are.
The leaves will grow back after a season,
Even though the trees appear dead.
Just so, every scar, bruise, and grievance,
Will heal after time trods ahead.
Take heart, have faith, seek Christ right now;
Though now may seem so sorrowful.
Time will tell what, when, and how;
The spring will bring something wonderful.
And so I find comfort, on a walk,
Through the shadows of today;
I thank God, for the lessons I’m taught;
As I walk on a golden pathway.