Only One More Mile

Feet of Clay

Lord, what do You have for me today?
My heart's filled with love but my feet are of clay.

I can turn those feet into hinds' feet my child,
And I'll be coming to get you after a while.
So curl your lips and give me a smile,
Down the road is only a mile.

Meanwhile tend unto my sheep.
Don't neglect my lambs that bleat.
They have to be fed good food, you know.
Heed my word and let it be so.

I've brought you through the mountain floor.
I'm with you forevermore.
I'll never leave or depart from you.
In the Lambs' Book of Life is your name too.

So weary not, I'll guide you child,
You only have one more mile.
Then you will be free with me,
And go through out eternity.

Copyright 2008 Fannie B. Smith