Verse 1
The day was quiet, the skies were still,
When I heard His voice upon the hill.
“Rise up, my child, and walk the land,
For I will guide you with My hand.”
Chorus
Oh, the road it calls, and I must go,
Through skies of blue and lands of snow.
His hand will guide where my heart can’t see,
For the wanderer’s road is a gift to me.
Verse 2
I left my home, my comfort, my place,
With trembling steps but bound by grace.
Through rocky cliffs and ocean’s roar,
I saw His wonders and yearned for more.
Verse 5
But trials came, the winds grew strong,
The nights were cold, and the road was long.
I stumbled often, my strength grew thin,
Yet His voice reminded, “You’ll rise again.”
Bridge 1
Through every shadow, His light would glow,
Through every valley, His love would show.
When joy seemed distant, I fought to find,
The peace and hope that He designed.
Chorus
Oh, the road it calls, and I must go,
Through skies of blue and lands of snow.
His hand will guide where my heart can’t see,
For the wanderer’s road is a gift to me.
Verse 6
The red rocks gleamed where the shadows fell,
A sacred place where my spirit dwelled.
The sun dipped low, the stars awoke,
And I felt His peace in the words He spoke.
Verse 7
Each step revealed a purpose clear,
A deeper truth in the trials I bear.
For joy is not in the end alone,
It’s found in the journey, the seeds He’s sown.
Bridge 2
When the storms would rise and the path seemed lost,
I held to the cross, no matter the cost.
For His promises stand, steady and true,
And each day I walked, He made me new.
Chorus
Oh, the road it calls, and I must go,
Through skies of blue and lands of snow.
His hand will guide where my heart can’t see,
For the wanderer’s road is a gift to me.
Verse 8
At journey’s end, I turned to see,
The path that shaped the heart of me.
Each trial faced, each mile I roamed,
Was part of the way that led me home.
Verse 9
Now I stand strong, my faith made whole,
The road transformed my weary soul.
For joy is found in the steps we take,
When we walk with Him for His glory’s sake.
Outro
So here I wander, with faith as my guide,
Through every twist, through every tide.
The rocky cliffs and the canyon lands,
Are part of the path the Lord has planned.
With joy in my heart and His love in my soul,
The wanderer’s road has made me whole.
