THE OLD MAN

The Old Man 

An old man going a long a high way, 
Sing away a lover's song of the day , 
Birds in premonition rose to the safety of air , 
And still the old man walked with loving care, 
Then it came at the evening bay cold and gray, 
The old man was talking away to every one that 
Came his a crossed his way , 
Looking on at the beautiful sky above giving thanks  
For this day , 
The beautiful waves of the ocean that Jehovah God made 
The old man sing's with a smile on his face , 
The wide and steep and the breeze was strong  
water rolling cold and deep , 
The old man crossed in the twilight dim, 
The sullen stream had no fears for him, 
But he turned, when safe on the other side, 
But the old man still had that twinkle in his eye's to do what is right , 
He walked and he talked to every one in sight , 
To tell them the way of life in Jehovah's eye's ,  
"You are wasting your strength with building here, 
Your journey will end with the ending day, 
You never again will pass this way, 
You've crossed the chasm deep and wide, 
Why build you this bridge at eventide?" 
Walk with me and become fisherman's at Sea  
Looking for the lost sheep .  
A youth whose feet must pass this way. 
And keep his eye's always on the way , 
Jehovah's way that is you see , 
To that fair-haired youth may a pitfall be, 
He, too, must cross in twilight dim,and walk with me  
To the very end , 
Good friend, I am building this bridge for him." 
Who sent me to talk to every lost sheep . 

Lilly Emery (C)