Classic Poem

When I read the dear old story of the cross and Calvary,
With what joy my heart runs over, as I think he died for me;
And my soul is filled with longing as I read that long ago,
Persons walked and talked with Jesus as he journeyed to and fro,

Oh, to walk and talk with Jesus, what a rapture in the thought,
Oh, to be like his disciples, by the world's great teacher taught,
And my heart o'erflows with gladness, as the story I repeat,
Let me walk and talk with Jesus, let me learn at Jesus' feet.
I can walk and talk with Jesus, tho' I can not see his face,
I can feel the Lord who loves me, near in ev'ry time and place;
I can feel his smile upon me, “Follow me” I hear him say,
Soul be glad—with those who love him, Jesus walks and talks today

Oh, to walk and talk with Jesus,
'Tis a blessed tho't to me;
This my daily pray'r my Saviour,
Let me walk and talk with thee.