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