Poetry

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We tread the ancient path
Where tireless feet have trod,
Joyfully we journey
On Jesus’ road to God.

Cobblestones worn shiny,
Scuffmarks of saintly feet
Record those who travelled
This narrow sacred street.

Abraham once walked here,
By faith he set his sights,
Counting God as faithful,
This way, his heart’s delight.

Moses came this way too,
Chose walking with the Lord,
Saw the reproach of Christ
To be a great reward.

These stones have seen them all,
Too numerous to write,
Who trod on them by faith,
God’s city in their sight.

On this ancient pathway
I humbly bow my head;
Through Jesus I am one
With those who’ve gone ahead.

Though there will be pitfalls,
Some stumbling stones and snares,
Christ’s light is our beacon
To safely guide us there.

Cobblestones, all of faith
Pave this sacred narrow way;
Love this ancient pathway,
It never leads astray!


"Stand in the ways, and see, and ask for the old paths, where the good way is, and walk in it;
Then you will find rest for your souls." Jer 6:16. NKJV.

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