today I rose on our anniversary
readied myself for the day
gave thanks for twenty-six years with you
my faithful, my beautiful, and brave
considered so many we have known
wondering where they might be now
whose eyes grew dim, whose hearts decreased
withdrew their hands from the plow
yet I know no other Saviour
He has given me no other call
I can serve no other Master
and I thank God you walk with me still

one more step on the road to glory
one more day on the path
one more mile in the grip of mercy
in the only love that lasts

I place my hand on the Book of fools
I pledge my life to its truth
Wendi, many are called; few are chosen
let two of them be me an' you
we've spent time in the colosseum
among lions of another kind
those who forgive have learned to live
and the blind stumble the blind

you and I know the secret
that no secrets exist at all
where the love in the nails secures release
from the Judas who bids us, "Fall

it's just one more step on the road to glory
one more day on the narrow path
one more mile in His grace and mercy
in the only love that lasts
one more step on the road to glory
one more day on the path
one more chapter in the story
of the only love that lasts

there's a little more grey than yesterday
I hope to wear it well
there are two young ladies an' two prodigals
worth every tear that fell
and a family on Wilson Avenue
that grows in knowledge and in grace
there are names in a book before the throne
I am satisfied they won't be erased
and if I had a second chance
to choose all over again
I'd take Jesus and you in a second
and I'll walk with you both 'til the end