"The Traveler" ~ James Dillet Freeman

He has put on invisibility.
Dear Lord, I cannot see--
But this I know, although the road
    ascends
And passes from my sight,
That there will be no night;
That You will take him gently by the
    hand
And lead him on
Along the road of life that never ends,
And he will find it is not death but
    dawn.
I do not doubt that You are there as
    here,
And You will hold him dear.

Our life did not begin with birth,
It is not of the earth;
And this that we call death, it is no
    more
Than the opening and closing of a
    door--
And in Your house how many rooms
    must be
Beyond this one where we rest
    momently.

Dear Lord, I thank You for the faith
    that frees,
The love that knows it cannot lose its
    own;
The love that, looking through the
    shadows, sees
That You and he and I are ever one!


The Traveler 
(female version)
By James Dillet Freeman


She has put on invisibility.
Dear Lord, I cannot see--
But this I know, although the road 
    ascends
And passes from my sight,
That there will be no night;
That You will take her gently by the 
    hand
And lead her on
Along the road of life that never ends,
And she will find it is not death but 
    dawn.
I do not doubt that You are there as 
    here,
And You will hold her dear.

Our life did not begin with birth,
It is not of the earth;
And this that we call death, it is no 
    more
Than the opening and closing of a 
    door--
And in Your house how many rooms 
    must be
Beyond this one where we rest 
    momently.

Dear Lord, I thank You for the faith 
    that frees,
The love that knows it cannot lose its 
    own;
The love that, looking through the 
    shadows, sees
That You and she and I are ever one!

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