by Lucy M. Young
I need You, Lord.
Every minute of every hour of every day and night I need You.
Even if, as often happens, I forget to ask Your help,
I need You.
Without Your help I may as well give up lie down and die.
'Twould be so easy, Lord, to do just that -
No more trouble, pain or worry;
No more anger or hostility;
But that's a coward's answer,
And I want to live and love and serve -
My mind set free from doubt and fear to soar on wings
of love and faith.
I cannot stand alone.
I need You constantly,
And 'though I sometimes may forget to ask,
Lord, hold me up, don't let me fall,
And guide my every step throughout each day.
Woodsmoke and Cardamom 