The Journeyman

At times I feel this life I lead
Is traveled all alone
I watch as people pass me by
With purpose of their own

And there I stand to reflect upon
The choices I have made
The greed and pride, my selfishness
These things I hope to trade

How can it be I’ve traveled here
My expectations lost
I’ve traded in for here and now
I’ve failed, despite the cost

I’m weak, alone, and on my knees
And wounded by the years
When my Redeemer calls to me
“Fear Not, For I Am Here”

He lifts my head and dries my tears
With mercy in his tone
“No matter what, this life you lead
is traveled not alone”