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The Night

Into the night I walk - no moon or starlight,

No lower lights or lighthouse on a hill;

No beams directing through this deep dark valley -

No visuals to say, "My heart, be still..."

The road Iíve never tread before is mine - at such a time;

I can illume a scanty dozen feet;

I cannot tell along the way I travel

If friend or enemy it is I meet.

But... there is warmth within my hand, My Savior,

Holds fast, His fingers twined within my own;

So even if, on broken path, I stumble -

I know Heíll never, ever let me go alone!

I walk with Him - Who knows my failures, and

Even though I cannot see His face -

Iíd rather have His hand in mine in darkness

Than go alone in some fair brighter place.

I trust Him in the deepest, darkest valley and

If the sun shines on us - brighter day;

Iíll trust Him then - it will not be a problem

Since we, in darkness, tread a safe sure way!

Joan Clifton Costner
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