The One Who Helped Me As the days turn into months And the months turn into years, I think of all my days of smiles And the days of my many tears. Then, I think of the one who helped me, Pulled me up when I was down, Helped to dry my falling tears, Helped me smile instead of frown. Whenever I was happy, I knew He smiled with me. And, I know He grieved each time A falling tear He'd see. The one who helped me through it all Is Jesus, God's beloved Son. I know that He'll be here with me Till my life on earth is done. He will gently take me by the hand, I won't make that journey alone. He will lead me through that Golden Gate Where loved ones will welcome me home. Copyright 2000 by Gloria Martel |
