Stay with me
Should my heart not be humbleShould my eyes fail to seeShould my feet sometimes stumbleOn the way, stay with me
Like the lamb that in springtimeWanders far from the foldComes the darkness and the frostI get lostI grow cold
I grow cold, I grow wearyAnd I know I have sinnedAnd I go, seeking shelterAnd I cry in the windThough I grope and I blunderAnd I'm weak and I'm wrong
Though the road buckles underWhere I walk, walk alongTill I find to my wonderEvery path leads to TheeAll that I can do is prayStay with meStay with me