Lord, help me walk with you every moment of the day.
Lord, I would talk with you, each step along the way.
Keep me e'er before your face, drawing from your strength and grace.
That my life may fruitful be, everyone Your Glory, see.

Grant that I may hear your voice, gently guiding me each hour.
Help me see You more and more, in Your Holiness and Power.
Draw me nearer by your side, show me how you bled and died.
Reaching to a world in need, seeking Adam's helpless seed.

Do with me Lord, what You will. It does not matter what the cost.
Instill in me your love divine, that self-desire and will be lost.
I will not fear what lies ahead, but go, trusting You instead.
I want to share Your Wondrous Grace, with Adam's sinful, helpless race.

No other way could I have peace, and fellowship with Thee.
No other way could I one day, Thy smile and pleasure see.
I'll run until the race is won, until I hear the words, "Well done."
That I may sing victoriously, with those of whom I've won for Thee.
Grant Lord that this may be.

© Sheryl Splane