I often thought that this little poem was too good to be buried in the song that it was buried in. I often thought that Rich Mullins wrote all the extra words just to make it song length. So I am extracting it from the song and making it poem of the week.

Sometimes I think of Abraham
How one star he saw had been lit for me
He was a stranger in this land
And I am that, no less than he
And on this road to righteousness
Sometimes the climb can be so steep
I may falter in my steps
But never beyond Your reach