HANDPRINTS

Come with Me, My beloved son
To journey far from where you've been,
Yet find you Home when you are done

Unchain those shackles and shake them loose
As each link falls your stride you choose
Though you look to the mountains, there is yet another door
To find your Home, travel you must the valley floor

I AM with you, ne'er forget
When trouble falls like showers on the plains
I AM with you, ne'er forget

The valley floor can be so dark
But forge ahead, My son
Let visions of Home become your mark

Accept My manna to keep you strong
When your journey appears endlessly long

Did I tell you I love you, My beloved son?
My thoughts toward you outnumber the sand
With each setting of the sun

I know you too well to think you will not fight
Against the path that I have chosen
To create in you a clean heart, and a spirit right

Your struggle only entangles you amongst the thorny bush
It is then, when no more strength is found within to fight, to step, to push
You resign yourself unto defeat, and close your eyes to die
At that very moment, in the twinkling of an eye
Look behind to find My precious Lamb of sacrifice
Entangled in that bush for you, His sufferance suffice

Yet before you lies My outstretched Hand
To lift you from the valley floor,that dark and barren land
And set you firm upon the ground
Your journey's found its end

You came whence called and traveled far
Now not the man you used to be
You know where Home is and the path that led you there
Now GO,My Handprint upon you,and lead the others Home
I wait in love for thee

6/8/99
XXXO