Doris A. Orth
I may never live to see
My life completely trouble free,
Or walk a straight and narrow road,
And carry "not a heavy" load.
I'll never see around a bend,
Or riches at the rainbow's end,
But I can walk with head held high,
And notice soft clouds drifting by.
Feel the sunshine's warm embrace,
The gentle breeze upon my face.
I can hear a bird's sweet song
Beside each road I walk along.
These things I feel, and hear, and see
More clearly when God walks with me,
For just "His presence" seems to bring
About the best in everything.