In the steps of Christ I follow In my weak and helpless way; On the words of Christ I ponder Growing stronger day by day; In old Galilee I wander In the olden long ago; On the Mount, can hear Him preaching Sermons all the world should know. See His miracles of wonder As He healed and blessed them more; On the sea, can hear Him preaching To the crowds upon the shore; See His sweet and tender manner, Hear the parables He'd tell, Hear Him talking to the woman With the pitcher at the well. I can see Him in the garden When He knelt alone to pray; See the twelve there tired and sleeping Through the night 'til almost day; See the coming there of Judas As he did his Lord betray; Hear the clank of swords and silver As they took our Lord away. I can see what later followed When they came to Pilate's Hall; Hear the Jews when they did clamor When he found no fault at all; Hear their cry—"Release Barabbas!" 'Til their clamorings were still; See the crown of thorns and scourging, And three crosses on the hill. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A VALEDICTION: OF THE BOOKE by JOHN DONNE THE LITTLE PEACH by EUGENE FIELD YUSSOUF by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL MONNA INNOMINATA, A SONNET OF SONNETS: 5 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI VALENTINES TO MY MOTHER: 1877 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI EVOLUTION by JOHN BANISTER TABB THE DOUBLE-HEADED SNAKE OF NEWBURY by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER |