Gone Before

Like the clouds before the storm

Prepare the sky to fall,
And like the waves upon the shore
That smooth the sand on which we walk,
As the cold of winter tells
The trees to drop their leaves,
And like the plow that tills the soil
To ready for the seed,
You go before me, making way
That I might follow where you lead.

Like the shepherd goes ahead,

Securing pastures green,
And leads the flock beside still waters,
Safe from dangers they don’t see,
Guiding like a light in darkness,
Pointing to the promised land,
He goes in front of those who follow,
Reaching back His steady hand
When all is safe to walk beside Him,
Trusting in the path He’s planned.