Two sets of footprints in the snow,
one to guide me as I go
through the winter of my years -
He walks with me and calms my fears.
Through the cold, white drifts of time,
each flake a memory of mine
that's treasured, deep within my heart ...
and will be yours when we must part.
I've traveled through this snowy meadow,
once bathed in sunlight, now in shadow;
but I've not made the trip alone,
for two sets of footprints I've been shown.
One has been the steady trail,
where He lifted me so I'd not fail;
the other where He walked with me
and calmed the storm so I could see.