Your ways for me O Lord,

Are like the fog laden hills

That lie before me.


But I follow You,

And when You draw me toward

Those unseen paths,

You bring a change which blows

A new wind across those hills,

And the fog is lifted,

And the path revealed

In Thy light.


Only with You

Does the blanket unwrap its covering

And reveal what was hidden from

My sight.


O Lord, You are the True Path,

And Your steps open my eyes

As I trust and follow You.


Your ways are my ways,

Even though they have yet

To be uncovered for my eyes.


Praise the Lord!



Your Ways by Ronhales                                                                                                                                                               Psalm 119:105

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