Long had I wandered
In the harsh lands of doubt
Dead ends trod too often
With my legs giving out
Valleys of poverty
Mountains of shame
I stumbled and climbed
And limped along lame
I hardly took note
Of the one walking near
He called out my name
But it took time to hear
When I turned toward the sound
Of grace offered free
I found a companion
Who first founded me
The journey still taxing
The path narrow still
But the change unexpected
Was the strength of my will
Stronger I felt
With each passing stride
As Christ led me on
And walked by my side
My journey's not ended
I'm not sure when it might
But my dead ended wanderings
Are no longer in sight

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