What would I do without your gentle
hand that firmly leads my way?
When stepping out from safety is
causing me despair.
What would I do without your voice
as soothing as a summer breeze?
When my frustrations have overwhelmed,
it’s your spoken word that brings me ease.
What would I do without your optimistic view
of all that has gone wrong?
You make the future look heavenly
and I hear the victor’s song.
What would I do without your eyes
that see clearly in dim light?
Sometimes, I’m blinded by the trees;
you make me see the forest as a delight.
What would I do without your time
that’s given undyingly?
When I would falter beneath the load,
time’s constraint quickly flees.
What would I do without you
as an ever-present friend?
Whose dedication to my cause
seems to have no end;
I wouldn’t rise above the trees
and touch the farthest star.
I wouldn’t soar amongst the clouds
or travel near; and far.
I wouldn’t walk among the thorns
and I would miss the beauty of the rose.
I wouldn’t run with the swift,
the dark of night would not depart.
I wouldn’t view my tears
as the watering of my heart.
I couldn’t feel for fear would seize my soul.
I wouldn’t flee the walls
that prevent me from being whole.
I wouldn’t hear the melody,
or be a victor over my foes.
I wouldn’t look beyond what’s evident
into the unknowns of earth.
I wouldn’t know that in the dark
creation had its birth.
I wouldn’t bear the load that’s mine;
I would envy that of others,
Not knowing that my load, though heavy,
is lighter than my brothers.
Now I never have to doubt
what the labor of love can truly be,
You’ve taught me what I can achieve in spite of me. The experience gained by laboring in love
is like a diamond rough,
For every turn, for turmoil overcome,
loves’ labor returns enough.
What would I do without you
as an ever-present friend?
I wouldn’t walk among the thorns
and I would miss the beauty of the rose