To Walk Where Jesus Did

By Corliss Clayton

I may never walk through Galilee

Or teach on hillsides there,

Nor tell friends how to fish for men

As they pull in nets with care.

I may never walk Jerusalem’s streets,

Never suffer in Gethsemane,

Nor carry a cross to a broken hill

And die as friends weep for me.

But I can walk in the land where I live

And be kind to those I meet.

I can be an example, can lend a hand

And share all the beauty I see.

And when things get hard, when I’m lonely,

I’ll pray each morning and night

That I will walk in the paths Jesus would,

That I will choose the right.

Photo by Richard Cleave