Down the Road

How often we fear the road up ahead,
How often we dread the unknown.
How often, too, do we tend to forget
That we never walk alone.

I understand now every misgiving,
For fear is a part of us all.
But, in faith, make each step firm and steady,
And darling, I won’t let you fall.

I am here, now, walking beside you
With a love that will never fail.
My arm about your shoulders,
My eye upon the trail.