There is an old well worn path
At the end of my road
Where you can find me quite often
To lighten this heavy load
I often speak about my children
And ask for their protection
That they turn their life to Thee
And go in the right direction
Sometimes I just meditate
And look over the old farm
It still holds all it's beauty
And it's old fashion charm
Maybe I come to ask forgiveness
For mistakes I have made
Feeling low and sorry
From the path I had strayed
I always feel uplifted
After these little walks I take
To have a talk with Jesus
All others to forsake
I find Him always here waiting
Matters not the day or hour
Ready to hold me near His bosom
With His sweet healing power
He will never leave or forsake me
A promise He has given
He'll stay with me till the end
With This power I am driven
So many times I've walked to old path
To find sweet solace there
In the years that's come and gone
I have learned my Savior cares
I hope you have a secret closet
That you can go when in need
And have a little talk with Jesus
That may be just what you need
When I am heavy laden
I know just where to go no doubt
I just take a walk on the old path
And my Savior lifts me out
~*© Raylene Boggs*~ 2003
