Copme walk with me.

COME WALK WITH ME.

Come walk with me
In fields of green
When the grass is still wet
With the dew
And the little birds sing out their songs.
Sweet music for me and you.

Come walk with me
On forest trails
With the gurgling stream close by
Sit and watch the moon rise
And count the stars up in the sky.

Come walk with me in
Summer time
When smells of clover fill the air.
As birds sing an evening song
And there’s stardust in the air.

Come walk with me
When I grow old
And my steps grow feeble and slow.
Hold my hand and guide me
If the path I do not know.

Come hold my hand
When I grow weak
And can no longer take a walk.
Come hold my feeble hand
And we can sit and talk.

Hold my hand when
We say good-bye
But don’t shed no tears for me.
For I’ll be walking in that Golden Land
And Jesus will be walking there with me.