Our Exile Journey

We’re always moving in our exile here
Toward Him who is the way, the truth, the life–
A pilgrimage will some day bring us there
Where we in darkness see dawn’s breaking light.

The deserts, mountains, valleys we must cross
On trail we follow one step at a time,
With burden shared by Him who seeks the lost
And in each river washes off our grime. 

A wind that’s from the future blows on us
As purer we become when we inhale,
And we learn to in Holy Sprit trust
Who’ll lead us on this path beyond death’s veil.

The more we walk, the lighter we become
As we draw closer to our Father’s home.