His Love

For years I walked alone,
 not knowing where I was bound
I wanted a friend to talk to,
one that would stay around

I met many along the way,
but they had plans of their own
Everyone it seemed had someone,
but I was always alone

Then I heard a soft voice saying,
“May I walk along with you?
There beside me stood a stranger,
 that I felt somehow I knew

We walked in a beautiful garden,
 where we knelt and prayed
As I walked with him I felt the love,
that he so freely gave

He told of a place called heaven,
 a city of purest gold
His stories are all recorded,
they’re the greatest ever told

He said he had to leave me,
 but only for a little while
For the sins of all men,
my friend was cruelly, put on trial

On the cross that innocent man died,
for sins he never committed
He paid the price he gave his life,
for mankind to be acquitted

From that cross came the greatest gift,
this world has ever been given
God gave his only son to die,
that through him our sins could be forgiven.

© Patty Ann Beck 2001