CAN I WALK YOU HOME?

He was just sixteen when he first saw her face,

A lump in his throat when she turned and looked his way,

The smile on her face took all his doubts away,

She was made for him; he knew it the very first day.

Can I walk you home?

Will you hold my hand?

Will you trust in me when you don’t understand?

How my heart cries out,

Just to have you near,

Can I walk you home?

Just turned twenty-one when he looked into her eyes,

The veil on her face hid the tears that freely streamed down,

He took a deep breath as he kissed his bride,

The promise was made he would always be by her side.

Can I walk you home?

Will you hold my hand?

How my heart cries out,

Just to have you near,

Can I walk you home?

The morning light broke as he held his little man,

He had to look across the room and gaze into her eyes,

He thought to himself he truly served a merciful God,

For only one like Him could give him such a life.

Lord, will you walk with me home?

Will you hold my hand?

I can trust in you when I don’t understand,

How my heart cries out,

Just to have you near,

Lord, will you walk with me home?

His breathing was hard as she lay by his side,

His hands were so cold; she knew that it was almost time,

She lifted her eyes as her sons drew close,

Then she said this prayer, “Lord would you walk with him home?”

Jesus, will you walk with him home?

Would you please hold his hand?

I’m trusting in you though I don’t understand,

How his heart cries out,

Just to be near your throne,

Jesus, will you walk with him home?