Direction

As I, through the vally, Absent is the presence of fear. Path paved with trash, I disturb not, yet he clears. I drink from ye of old, Still waters so cold. A refreshing aside from this calamity, My how vast is this pasture. Following he unknown, Eyes of fire bronze blinding, To a gift of diamond tears, A treasure never attained, Only God given. Paying attention, I listen to he unknown, Leading I through the darkness, His name symbolic to the throne. We accompanied by Mercy, Her sister Grace close behind. They show me the way to a true blessing, Throwing past mistakes aside. In an instant, He, not a shimmer in mine eye. However I see the path, And so I walk forward, straight line. Before gone he assured, If I stay upon this path I will be blessed, All impurities cured, The miraculous death, of failure's silhouette. I come to an unknown place, Curious I have never seen, I hear magnificent Zion songs, I hear church bells ringing. In mine eye, I see beauty, And also protection. Obviously this is new to me, But he indeed sent me in this direction. Furthermore, I conform, To this life of a blessing. A tear upon the right hand, Of mine gift pure of sinning. Devoting all strength, To the path that he unknown showed, Then I wonder if she'all come with me, I accompanied by God's love.