I walked one day along a hidden forest trail
And wandered along the path, tired and frail.
The beauty all around my eeys did not see
For, lost in my own troubled thoughts, I saw only me.
All my troubles, trials, and secret fears
Whelmed over me, bringing me to tears.
I passed other travelers along my lonely way
But did not even stop to give them the time of day.
The trail grew smaller, and other people slim.
My hopes dropped even farther as the light grew dim.
The way grew steep, the path all but gone.
I journeyed long into the night, an hour until dawn
When an object appeared in my line of sight.
All around me was dark, this the only light.
A cross had appeared at the end of the road,
A man hung on it, and blood from a thorny crown flowed.
He lifted his head and stared into my eyes
While dawn began to break in the eastern skies.
He said, "I died for you, to set you free,
My name is Jesus Christ, just follow me!"
I fell to my knees, the pain that I felt
Began to lift as my frozen heart began to melt.
I cried out, "Master, save me, my life to You I give!"
And I heard His voice calling, "Rise, my child, and live!"
Tears of joy, not pain, trickled down my face,
Freed from my prison of sin by God's amazing grace!
I climbed back up the path and told all that I saw
About the man upon the cross and His saving call.