They walked along the road

They walked along the road:
Two disciples, all alone,
Their Master dead and gone.
A man to them drew near,
Spoke to them and calmed their fears,
They told Him everything.

They came to journey’s end;
He came in to eat with them,
He blessed and broke the bread.
Then opened were their eyes;
Jesus Christ they recognized.
He disappeared from them.

We walk along our road
He reminds us we were told
“I’m with you every day.”
No matter how we feel,
He’s the Spirit, He is real,
Indwelling you and me.