Past the scorching sun of noontide
Through the endless grains of sand
To the coolness of the evening
I will trek across this land.
Past the vastness of the desert
Through the barren land so wide
To the prickly thorn and cactus
I will journey on this ride.
Past the lowlands and the tundra
Through the plateau and plain
To the peace that lay before me
I will journey on life’s lane.
Past the reptile and the lizard
Through a creek that’s running dry
To a tumbleweed that’s blowing
I will lift mine eyes on high.
Past the mountains and the valleys
Through the searing heat of day
To the refuge that awaits me
I will slowly make my way.
Past the lone and empty wasteland
Through the wilderness, so deep
To the comfort of still waters
I will close my eyes in sleep.
Past the ridges and the canyons
Through a thousand miles or more
To the splendor found in heaven
I will reach that golden shore.
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