During the walk home

My soul begins to roam

I think of God’s grace

As it takes me to another place

And I count blessings by chance

While doing a victory dance

Nothing else feels so pure

Or makes me feel secure

During the walk home

I think of heartache and pain

And what I’ll eventually gain

I think of what’s true

And what God’s brought me through

I feel the strength

I get from Him at length

I think of where I can go

And the ways I can grow

During the walk home

I think of my destiny

As I become what I was meant to be

I think of God’s glory

As I tell my story

I think of solid ground

And sharing the joy I found

I think of each day

In a special way

During the walk home