BESIDE SOME DUSTY ROAD
I'd like to build a little house
Beside some dusty road.
A house where strangers passing by
Might rest and ease their load.
I'd plant some trees, I'd dig a well,
That each faint passerby
Might rest and cool their parched lips
Ere courage seems to die.
I'd like to be a friend to men
Who walks the road of life,
Who walks alone, who staggers on
Amid the storm and stife.
I'd like to slip an arm of love
Around the one whose load,
With crushing force has crushed all hope
Along life's dusty road.
I'd like to light a fire of truth,
To warm the somber heart,
To draw a map back home to God,
Christ quench sin's piercing dart.
I'd like to lend a sincere smile
And as God hears my ode,
That I build a little house,
Beside life's dusty road.