I walk alone, Or so it would seem; But there is One Who is always with me. I hear His voice in the wind; I can hear Him calling, And I hear His footsteps In the leaves falling. Suddenly I see a light On a mountain top far away And a path leading up. I will go that way. Through mountains and valleys, Through hunger and cold, I have been weary, But I am still bold. Though I despair, I will continue on. I will persevere Until I have won. The path is difficult, And the labor sore. The trials never stop, There always seem to be more. I finally reach the top; The end of my journey so long. I see Jesus waiting for me, And realize He has been with me all along.