Along straight paths walk the dependent

for their steps are guided by the transcendent.

God above, on His throne of justice

who rules with grace is where their trust is.

On their own, they find themselves lost

lie after lie by which they are tossed.

Each having a degree of truth in them

we’re deceived calling quartz a gem.

When push comes to shove and rubber meets the road

the princess we were promised turns out to be a toad.

Onto the next thing move our longing hearts

searching for the best thing in all the wrong parts.

Will we ever call things exactly as they are?

Good gifts, but not the superstar?

Where do we go wrong and veer off course?

By worshiping created things, but not their source.

There is one God and he author of creation

there will never cease excuse to praise him.

Able to be known but not fully in our present age

a brief look in His book shows He’s bound by no human cage.

Let not your look be brief, nor your study rare

when you read His words, you best pull up a chair.

Before you lays a treasure trove, one no map can chart

rest for your weary soul and the hope of a new heart.

It’s not in knowing the scriptures that one should place his trust

it’s in the one they point to, the lamb slain for us.

Sin upon our shoulders and a heart prone to rebel

Jesus the son of God saves us from Hell

This salvation is open to all, for every tribe and tongue

one must simply agree that Jesus is God’s son.

That their sin demands a payment of which Jesus made

and His resurrection proves that their price was paid.

This is where life begins, at the position of belief

no longer without purpose, the believer finds relief.

Dependent upon this promise will all their hope lay

for along straight paths walk those who belong to The Way.