Heavenly Father, you are the reason I walk on the strait and narrow. You guide my steps to not stumble. I veer neither to the left nor to the right. The Lord takes my hand, firmly and gently.
His voice is like thunders of water. He speaks, and all have to listen. None can deny his presence. His eyes are as burning fire, even white light that pierces the soul. I can only be in astonishment before his throne.