Thursday, August 6, 2009

Walk With Me, Lord.

Walk with me Lord, the way is dark just lately
Walk with me Lord, my eyes are growing dim
Stretch out Your hand so I can know you’re near me
Then walk with me till heavens’ safety I win.

Talk with me, Lord, till I understand whys and wherefores
Talk with me, Lord, it’s lonely down here
Tell me You love me, ten more times may do it
Speak to my heart and keep me from all fear.

Look at me, Lord, and see how much I need You
Open my eyes so I can see Your heart
My eyes are dim and sore with all earth’s gravel
Clear Thou my vision till I see Your heart.

©2009. Wyn Barratt.

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