My Resting Place~22 August 2014

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Pilgrims’ Path

With my staff to share my load
My quest, is my constant goad

And joy my Pilgrims’ Path.

Though sometimes I feel faint,
I look forward with all joy to rest.
A higher calling than my flesh
That earthly ear can hear,
Is ever calling to me with love
To draw closer, draws me near.

Closer still by this path, pilgrim weary worn
A path my flesh would have chosen last,

Nor turning back if eye can only see
The next step ahead with certain clarity.

I have learned to trust the loving whisper.
Courage friend, for I am near
Even down life’s troubled path
Even through your troubled years.

                                                                Right dowh to the trails end
                                                               And even beyond your earthly cares,
                                                              Still, I am with you friend.

Written 06 April 2003 by R.G. Fowler of Blessed Memory (Meridel’s Younger Brother)

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