I am alone here; there with you
Beneath God’s heaven, skies so blue
Where storms blow free on silent night
And stars all shine their brightest light.

I am alone here; there with you
As earth doth shake with nature true
And storm and gales do mighty rage
In deepest snow trudge man of age.

I am alone here; there with you
On this cold night; St Steven true
Into the snow so deep and white
Gathering wood by moon’s cold light.

I am alone here; there with you
He trod this path like very few
King told his page to hither go
And help the poor man in the snow.

I’m alone here; there with you all
the Page did heed his master’s call
To gather wood as winter fuel
Ere though the night was cold and cruel.

I am alone here; there with thee
Huddled beneath a forest tree
Man told the boy to stay in sight
Step in his steps so firm yet slight.

I am here; there with thee my King
And now my heart doth truly sing
Here at a table laid with food
And so I know that God is good…

No conflict! Now my life’s ascends.

~Always here; there with you my friends!~