Flaming Sword
Member
- Joined
- May 4, 2005
- Messages
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The Narrow Road
Many years ago, I decided to follow the narrow road.
The road pierced by my transgressions,
the path covered with innocent blood for my sins,
the long path that points my way home.
When I started to walk, the road was easy,
but along the way many obstacles awaited me.
Pride, temptations, sorrows, losses, despair, disappointments, lies,
lack of faith have appeared many times along the narrow way,
but every time I think I cannot take another step, your Hand bids me go.
Love, patience, mercy, grace and hope come to my rescue every time I stumble.
I know that I am coming to the end of my road and the beginning of a new life.
My weary feet rush towards the gate that I see not so far now.
The smell of heaven floods my thoughts and a voice repeats,
“Come home, my son, come home".
Many years ago, I decided to follow the narrow road.
The road pierced by my transgressions,
the path covered with innocent blood for my sins,
the long path that points my way home.
When I started to walk, the road was easy,
but along the way many obstacles awaited me.
Pride, temptations, sorrows, losses, despair, disappointments, lies,
lack of faith have appeared many times along the narrow way,
but every time I think I cannot take another step, your Hand bids me go.
Love, patience, mercy, grace and hope come to my rescue every time I stumble.
I know that I am coming to the end of my road and the beginning of a new life.
My weary feet rush towards the gate that I see not so far now.
The smell of heaven floods my thoughts and a voice repeats,
“Come home, my son, come home".
