ROGER WILLIAMS
YOU MAKE A PATH
You make a path, provide a guide
And feed a wilderness;
Your glorious name, while breath remains,
O that I may confess.
Lost many a time, I had no guide,
No house but a hollow tree.
In stormy winter night no fire,
No food, no company.
In You I found a house, a bed,
A table, company;
No cup so bitter but’s made sweet,
Where You shall sweetening be.
David Rhys Williams Biographies
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