You Came to Me

You came to me with earnest face,
trusting in me to set a pace,
guiding you through this narrow way,
hoping for love, learning to pray,
walking in truth, finding your place.

Steady our stroll, no frantic chase.
No stress, no strain–we’ve won the race.
Ordained, the sweet reunion day
you came to me.

Securely now, in sweet embrace,
finding soft rest in Queen Anne’s lace,
fields of lilies and new-mown hay,
joyfully now, in peace we lay,
clean and refreshed in spring rain grace.
You came to me.


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