Walk With Me Poem by Rue Palmer

Walk with me Jehovah
my feet are tired and weary
sin has covered me every inch
and am eager to shake this confusion.

Walk with me Jehovah
that is if you have the time
for I am one worthless coward,
bunion have taken over both my feet
area blisters reside within.

I am your son, at least so they say
half way is welcome for You are a Jah of
many mercies, I know not my journey
it was only yesterday I prayed.

Walk with me Jehovah
my heart desires Your love, compassion and empathy,
they say You are a big God, knows every steps
I take, mountains and valleys You have trodden and
the seas You calmed in storms. the world is in Your hands
storytellers will confess You are the man from Galilee.
Pops say it is up to me to take that step, but I need You with me...