by Joshua Brandenstein

Created on: February 19, 2009

Is there something I don't understand?

Is there a route that can't be found,

I am stuck here in the darkness,

I can hardly see the ground,

I know the path I walked to get here,

Though I knew it was incorrect,

There were signs that said "don't go here"

Yet still that road I did select.

Now I don't know my way out,

Now the Good Road is obscure,

So, yet again, I need a guide, please,

Of this I am sure.

I need a lamp for my feet,

I need a guide to show me where,

With many roads to choose from,

My life is in a state of disrepair.

But now I think I've made the right choice,

I chose one they call Son of Man,

And should I face another problem,

Defeat it, I know He can.

He's the one who conquered death,

And chose to defy His very grave,

After securing my eternity,

I am assured that he can save.

Because when I look back,

I will see,

An empty cross,

Staring back at me.

For it was there,

That Christ had died,

To bring me home,

Where He resides.

So now it's clear,

Where I should be,

And I'll follow that road,

To eternity.

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