Could it be that I forget my way back home?
What should I do now?
Was it not the road others had passed?
Many questions weny through me
The road closed and muddy
I was confused, not going back or front
Stained and made dirty by the muddy and dirty water
As I navigated my way through Canaan land
My knowledge failed, my experience lost
Thoughts became dark
Feelings swung as a child handles the swing
Suddenly, Christ sent the good Samaritans
They took me through the muddy place
Oh! What a blessedness of godly companions in times of troubles
Because they see what I could not see