I WANDER

            I wander lonely as a cloud
            Riding thermals as they come
            Trusting that The Lord I serve
            Will enable me to plumb
            Constant depths of worldly ways
            Tugging roughly at my sleeve
            Keep your eyes on Me, He says
            It's My air you have to breathe.

            So the tightrope that I walk
            Means my balance must be right
            Ears and eyes attuned to Him
            Who has already won my fight
            Believing that I live no more
            Dead to self and devils lure
            I walk in Jesus, perfect One
            For my ills, He is the cure.