The poem is a resolute pledge to uphold Scripture’s enduring truth, choosing the “narrow road” of Christ over the lure of worldly praise. It rejects shallow fame for a firm walk with God, rooted in grace alone. The speaker stands as a steadfast root—unyielding and strong—anchored in divine purpose. It ends with a powerful vow to remain unshaken, guided by the Word.

The Word stands firm, a rock beneath my feet,
Though crowds may sway to winds of softer song,
I choose the path where few and faithful meet,
To walk with Christ, where truth has stood so long.

No laurels sought, no clamor for my name,
The scroll of grace my only claim to hold,
For wide roads gleam with gold and fleeting fame,
But narrow gates lead to the Shepherd’s fold.

Let others rise, their verses loud and grand,
I’ll scribe my lines in shadow, pure and still,
A steadfast root, unbroken by the land,
Yet known to Him who bends the heart and will.

Steadfast I stand, with Scripture as my guide,
In unshaken truth, my soul shall firm abide.