All at once he walked beside me, like he'd been there all along
Not a stranger, but a Father who can sense when something's wrong,
And he answered all of my questions,
And he understood all of my fears, that somehow vanquished now that he was here.
Can't you see who walks with you?
Can't you hear who speaks your name?
Can't you feel something stirring in your heart?
How his words rang strong and true, like a once familiar strain,
Could the paths we follow, from now on be the same?
I couldn't bear for him to leave me, so I begged him to stay, spend the evening, a few moments before he went his way,
Then, like a host, he stood and blessed me, broke the bread, and poured the wine...and there was something I knew I recognised.
Yes, I can see who walks with me,
I can hear who speaks my name,
And I can feel the stirring in my heart,
Oh, how his words...his words ring strong and true, like a once familiar strain,
And I know I'll never be the same,
I can see.
And, from that moment in time, I felt the emptiness subside and all the glory of his power shining through,
And, for the first time in my life, I really looked into his eyes and saw eternity...and suddenly I knew.
Yes, I can see,
I can see who walks with me,
I can heat who speaks my name,
And I can feel something stirring in my heart.
How his words still ring strong and true, like a once familiar strain,
And I know I'll never be the same,
I can see.
