Uphill

Does the road wind up-hill all the way?
Yes, to the very end.
Will the journey take the whole long day?
From morn to night, my friend.
But is there for the night a resting place?
A roof for when the slow dark hours begin.
May not the darkness hide it from my face?
You can not miss the inn.
Shall I meet other wayfarers at night?
Those who have gone before.
Then must I knock, or call when just in sight?
They will not keep you standing at the door.
Shall I find comfort, travel-sore and weak?
Of labor you shall find the sum.
Will there be beds for me and all who seek?
Yes, beds for all who come.

-- Christiana C. Rossetti--

Sing for joy

Jakeswords: He Walked With God

Jakeswords: He Walked With God: He "walked with God!" Could grander words be written? Not much of what he thought or said is told; Not where or what he wrou...

He Walked With God

He "walked with God!" Could grander words
      be written?
Not much of what he thought or said is
      told;
Not where or what he wrought is even
      mentioned;
He " walked with God" ---- brief words of
      fadeless gold!
How many words were succored on his
      journey---
Helped by his words, or prayers, we may
      not know;
Still, this we read--- words of excelling
      grandeur---
He " walked with God," while yet he
      walked below.
And, after years, long years, of such blest
      walking,
One day he walked, then was not, God
      said " come!
Come from the scene of weary sin stained
      sadness!
Come to the fuller fellowship of home!"
Such be the tribute of thy pilgrim journey
When life's last mile thy feet have bravely
      trod---
When thou hast gone to all that there awaits
      thee,
This simple epitaph--- " He walked with God!"

[ Author unknown to me ]

Chris Tomlin - I Will Rise