Move On

The evening light is fading,

A darker canvas shading,

My vast horizon shrinks and vanishes . . .

The deepness all-pervading,

Hopelessness starts invading,

And though my grounding sinks and falls away,

I hear Him say . . .

CHORUS

Move on, do not fear the dark before you.

Move on, I will provide for every need.

Move on, move on! I understand.

And if you are frightened, reach, and I will hold your hand.

“My Lord, I will not make it,”

I cry, “My hand, God, take it!”

A desperate lunge toward empty shadows and . . .

Though I cannot forsake it,

This darkness, You can break it,

The dawn will bring the clarity of day.

I hear You say . . .

BRIDGE

Move on, move on, I cannot stop,

Or else these fears will freeze me

Move on, move on, I cannot stop

Or else these fears will freeze my faith

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Not Alone

Yesterday, Mike and I celebrated three years of marriage. I love him.

I travel, I travel, this pathway called life,

The only quest I have known.

And though I must walk on the edge of a knife,

I do not travel alone.

I travel, I travel this path as a wife;

I do not travel alone.

The banshees, the worries, may wail and moan,

The specters may visit at night,

The sirens’ temptations hypnotically drone--

You’re always holding me tight.

Into your arms I have trustingly flown,

I’m always holding you tight.

I travel, I travel here, day after day

How difficult travel has grown!

Even if giants are blocking my way

I do not face them alone.

Come what troubles and trials that may;

I do not face them alone.