
not enough are we aware
To ponder the wonder, to notice the glory of this place
set in motion, time and space
The immense glory that surrounds
in this world where great grace abounds
all life is, all creation spells…
Talk to me, Think with me

not enough are we aware
To ponder the wonder, to notice the glory of this place
set in motion, time and space
The immense glory that surrounds
in this world where great grace abounds
all life is, all creation spells…
In the midst of this old darkness the past is slipping away
I await the dawn, and its new mercies each day
But in this night I find myself seeking,
following but one star in the sky,
A light for my way, a light shining for all the world
This Star keeps leading me on a Pilgrim’s Journey,
and as long I follow I am ok,
for when I stray a chill bruns through me,
the Voice of the Star speaks to me.
A voice of correction I have learned not to ignore
I’ve found the Star loves me even enough to teach me.
I don’t know what I will see on the way or what I will face with each coming day.
but the Star keeps on guiding and I have learned by abiding,
to just keep on plodding this straight narrow way.
I don’t know where the Star will lead you,
nor do you know where it will lead me
But this I know, I must keep following that Star
and I would welcome your company…