Adventure Time.

The crackling wood that’s underfoot

haunts a frightened me.

The question is: should I here put

my foot and trust that tree?

Yet deeper down we travel on,

lead the way I say,

As I now stuff a nervous yawn,

viewing the lost way.

We stumble down the icy way,

grasping each branch aid.

Forty minutes spent that day

loving what God made.

Despite the fear and threats to fall,

I trusted in His sovereign call;

Glorify Him who made it all,

Whose power ever does enthrall.


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