Until Our Last Day

Friend, I’ll never leave you.

I’ll never turn back.

You must know I’ll be here,

No matter what’s next.

 

I vow to go where you go—

Through deepest of ditches,

Through longest of paths,

Through driest of deserts,

Through cruelest of treks.

 

I pledge to stay where you stay—

In darkest of dungeons,

In strongest of seas,

In lowest of valleys,

In fiercest of storms.

 

I swear to die where you die—

On highest of mountains,

On hottest of days,

On flattest of prairies,

On coldest of nights.

 

Dear friend, death do us part

‘Cause I’ll never go.

Yes, I will be loyal

Until our last day.

 

But Ruth said, “Do not urge me to leave you or to return from following you. For where you go I will go, and where you lodge I will lodge. Your people shall be my people, and your God my God. Where you die I will die, and there will I be buried. May the Lord do so to me and more also if anything but death parts me from you.” (Ruth 1:16-17)