The Path I Walk
by Feon Davis

Staring, glaring at the glory of this path
Bestoweth upon me the path I walk
It is his glory that has given me such an task
The path I walk is pure,
Yet made stable by God's hands
Staring in spirit there is reflection
An glare of his Holy Spirit waiting at the end
Smiling I look with renewal in Spirit
The path I walk is not even median way
Nor is it done
The path before me is an road of salvation
And an test of my faith
Unlike anyone he directs the path I walk.

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