Humble and meek, out there in them streets.

Only the Lord´s voice can instruct this sheep.

Crowned with the glory he is yet to envision, 

God has equipped this soldier for every mission.


Strong and courageous with a heart of gold, 

The Lord´s face, one day, he will surely behold. 

Through his veins flows the gift of prophecy, 

Upon his shoulders rests the Lord´s mercy. 

Judgement day, he won´t need to fear, you see 

He´ll be standing up front as Jesus hands him the key. 

Sacrificing the former self for our Almighty, 

The written word of the Book he clings to tightly. 


In the humble footsteps, Colston traverses the land, 

A preacher spreading love, with a heart so grand. 

From town to town, city to city, he roams. 

A messenger of hope carrying God´s sweet tones. 


Bathed in the light of faith, his spirit shines bright, 

His devotion unwavering, a guiding light. 

With every word he speaks, a spark of love ignites, 

Touching souls, bringing solace in darkest nights. 


His love for the Lord, a flame that burns deep, 

Fuelled by a passion that no hardship can keep. 

With a heart of gold, he selflessly serves

For the betterment of mankind, 

His purpose he preserves.


Like a warrior, he fights against the tides of despair, 

Championing righteousness, spreading love in the air. 

A beacon of compassion, a friend so true.

I´m honoured to stand beside him, his journey to pursue. 


From Bristol´s embrace, his mission takes flight, 

Uniting hearts, bringing joy, with all his might. 

He walks in the footsteps of the King of all, 

A vessel of God´s love, answering His call. 


In this earthly kingdom, he toils and strives, 

With unwavering faith, his purpose he derives.

For the Lord, for mankind, he´ll never cease,

A testament to goodness, spreading eternal peace. 


So let us join hands, my friend, side by side, 

As we march onward, spreading love far and wide. 

In the footsteps of Colston our friend, we´ll proudly stand, 

Preaching the good word, guided by God´s loving hand. 


- Written by Tanya, inspired by the Holy Spirit


Into the wild this willing soul walks 

Hand in hand with his Saviour 

And by the mountains, lingers

Spilling, spilling

Into lands

His soulful songs. 


How is it these blessed feet carry? 

In holy hands 

A course set by heart

By the One who moves and moves yet more 

Into searching lands. 


Never empty spaces filling 

Freedom cries to souls, awaken 

On words flow 

Watered, watered

He unchanging, mending hearts. 


Free in place, free as I

Mind and spirit soaring 

Through Thy grace 

We walk, we walk 

Pure and wild spirit roaring. 


With the wind this soldier blows 

Land to land 

His journey grown.

Heaven´s path with golden steps 

Wanders, wanders 

Never alone.


For even here in the wild 

He 

Is 

Home.


- Written by Kim, inspired by the Holy Spirit

For I am a pilgrim 

Passing through this world 

Part of His story 

Here for His glory. 

My heart is an altar 

And His fire is all I desire. 

None of me, but all of Him. 

For the world to see

Christ in me,

The hope of glory.

Jesus is Lord.


- Written by Colston, inspired by the Holy Spirit

All I want is Him, 

My heart and flesh cry out for living God,

My soul follows hard after Him.

I was once lost, rejected and living with no hope

No way out

The drugs, the drink

Identity issues

A longing to be seen and heard 

Often overlooked.

Where do I go?

Where do I turn? 

More drink, more drugs. 

I was killing myself.

On the inside, broken, heart truly shattered.

But you, my King, 

But you saw and came 

And delivered me from all my pain. 

You gave me life again 

And put my feet firmly on the rock! 

I live for you, Jesus.

You have my heart. 

I live for you...

Sent from above to walk the paths of old

Going into the wild, being brave and bold 

The ancient paths of old treading upon

The tears of generations with a roar so grand 

Strongholds cannot stand 

With Jesus the lover of his soul 

His hand always in God´s righteous 

Right hand. Treading the lands making disciples 

Of all nations carrying that torch of fire 

The pilgrim torch 

Igniting others to burn and run the race of faith 

Full of grace grace grace...


- Written by Colston, inspired by the Holy Spirit