When from fear, my heart should fail
Lift me up from my travail
When darkness upon me, doth descend
Shine a light, where Thy steps have been
When my wounded wings can fly no more
Sweep me from the crashing shore
I ask You giveth, but what I need
And guard my heart, from fleshly greed
"Ore" my soul, Thy blood I plead
Make me Father, more like Thee.
Above all, I ask of Thee my God
With Thy love fill my heart
Let it I pray Thee, overflow
Drenching every soul I know
If You should find, my heart
Hath waxen cold
And my love for You, no longer grows
Master God I ask of Thee
Feed me from Thy lonesome cup
Till Thy love, once more has filled me up.
Let me trust in Thee alone
Cast on You my heavy load
No more to struggle on my own.