Walking along a thousand miles behind
But it is really a million miles in my mind
How is it I am so far away
To be brought near by a spiritual host
The Holy Ghost.
I am returning to what means the most
I spent all I have and debt costs
I am at an interface
All I need is to be in a safe place with
The Holy Ghost.
My mind is sad but my heart is glad
To be where it means the most
Where I am bound to be found
Fed and clothed, the prodigal comes home to
The Holy Ghost.
It does not take long to find out that you are wrong
Then you decide just where you belong
It is in the silent stillness and not the crowed throng
That you meditate upon and submit to the
Whisper of the Holy Ghost.
Hugh K Henderson <><