I walked today where Jesus walked
In days of long ago;
I wandered down each path He knew,
With reverent step and slow.
Those little lanes, they have not changed -
A sweet peace fills the air.
I walked today where Jesus walked,
And felt his presence there.
My pathway led through Bethlehem,
A memory's ever sweet.
The little hills of Galilee,
That knew His childish feet.
The mount of Olives, hallowed scenes,
That Jesus knew before,
I saw the mighty Jordan row,
As in the days of yore.
I knelt where Jesus knelt,
Where all alone he prayed;
The Garden of Gethsemane -
My heart felt unafraid.
I picked my heavy burden up,
And with Him by my side
I climbed the hill of Calvary
Where on the cross he died.
I walked today where Jesus walked
And felt Him close to me.
Daniel S. Twohig
