There is a choice that one must make
About the path that each shall take
And of the road that lies ahead
With twists and gaps and bumps instead.
Our trail through life is seldom smoothed
It’s crammed with ruts and slightly grooved
Where we who struggle on alone
Will stumble o’er both rock and stone.
Tis best remembering to swerve
When we approach curve uopn curve
This course we’ve taken is intense
But God’s our Help and our Defense !