The road of life is long

And I cannot see my home.

Yet, though I grow weary,

I walk not the road alone!

Darkness soon brings shadows,

And the way has not been shown,

Though tired and weary are my bones,

I walk not the road alone!

There is ONE who knows the way.

From HIM I choose not to roam.

Though darkness comes quickly on,

I walk not the road alone!

I will stay close to HIS side.

For I am not my own.

Though the night obscure the light,