He Leads Me

Jerone Avel S. Cansino

As the rain falls and the night gets darker, my heart gets stronger.
Stronger than ever harder than the stones, never will I falter.
The cool winds has knocked me down, there I lie in the hands of danger.
After the night, I woke up with wings renewed, I recovered from the fever.

As I wander far from the light, I see a fool on a mirror.
A fool disobeying child, with a faith that is so poor.
Like a lone sheep, surrounded by wolves my heart was filled with terror.
But at the end of the day the Lion came,  the wolves fled in horror.

I ventured to follow my heart, away from him, I lived my days.
Chasing after the wind as it is, chasing something from an empty space.
An empty space bound for emptiness, leads me astray, away from His Grace.
Then came the morning, I was held in His arms, so ashamed, I hid my face.

Alone on the wilderness I walked away , I live my life in sin.
In the darkness I walk ,  I don't know where Iv'e been.
Lost amidst the wilderness, the darkness over me, I see no hope therein
Then he came like a wind out of nowhere, I found his love so amazing.

I may not be a faithful servant from the day of my second birth.
I may not be a perfect Christian, a star that brightly shines above this earth.
I am still human, like a tree planted with love, through his faithfulness cultivated.
Each day I grow stronger, forever is He the God I serve, the God of love, the Seed.

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