May God direct your footsteps back to me,
When you grow weary of the world and long to be
Here with me in the studden candle-light.
Beside a fire of memories burning bright.

May God turn your head again back to the east,
When you have need for faithful love and peace.
A place to rest a tired and weary head
When footsteps then no longer want to tread.

May God show you dear that I am waiting still
To take you in my arms, and then to fill
The barren lonliness you chose your life to be
God bless you dear, and bring you back to me.

Eternal Destiny    (no date)