God I need you, can I take your hand?
You're patience and mercy are something so grand.
The things you give me I do not deserve.
But still you're grace I continue to observe.
You are my rock to which I cling.
As treacherous storms continue to sting.
Anxiety, fear, the vast future ahead,
Are things which I cannot solely tread.
By myself I'm lost, I am guided by no light
I crawl helpless and lonely without any sight.
With you my eyes open, I see a new day.
And in the awe of you're presence, I can't find words to say.
You hold me close and I take your hand.
I let you lead me across your land.
I don't know where you'll take me,
Where the end might be.
But I know that you're awesome spirit is the one thing I need.