In the beautiful valley of Somewhere
Life is pretty good with Jesus by our side, right.
Lies a woodland green and lush
Where the melody of a songbird
Scatters the evening hush.
The dewdrops are sparkling sweetly
On the bluebells, violets and rose
And through the slanting sunlight
A moss-covered footbridge shows.
Meandering footstones are leading
Leading me who-knows-where;
Sometimes through wild flower meadows
Sometimes near Wolf and the bear.
Flat rugged stones of beauty
Marking the pathway for me
But in the deepening darkness
They fade to obscurity
A tiny frail lantern is lifted
As I pick my way through the gloam*
This lovely, faint footpath I’ll cherish
For it is guiding me Home.