Walk with me
the grass withers and the flowers fade, my time with you I would not trade. to hear your voice and see your smile, please walk with me just one more mile.
I know you’re going to a wonderful place, filled with light and joy and grace — but I want once more your warm embrace, to look upon your familiar face.
My journey is long with many a trial, please walk with me just one more mile.
I guess I knew one day you’d rest and I’d be left to face life’s test — without my mother by my side, to cheer me on, to praise, to chide.
But before you go, for just a while — please walk with me just one more mile.
I know you must go to the place He’s preparing, still my heart will not cease caring; you will soar above the rank and file–but walk with me just one more mile
the path that once held bend after bend, has without warning shown its end; still, there’s much on the path that would beguile — please walk with me just one more mile
before you leave to take your place, walking with Jesus face to face; then I’ll with hope filled sorrow watch you go into the arms of Him who loves you so —
to walk the painfree path above, prepared for you with Jesus’ love. someday I’ll join you on your journey — walk with you in God’s eternity;
though now I pray that for awhile, you would walk with me just one more mile.
“In My Father’s house are many rooms; if it were not so, I would have told you. I am going there to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with Me that you also may be where I am.” (John 14:2-3)
“For now we see through a glass darkly; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.” (1Cor. 13:12)
Happy Birthday, mom
sincerely, Grace Day