Oh my Lord, my sovereign God
The One with whom the Angel's trod.
I thank you Lord for this one day
As on my knees I bent to pray.
Once again I was weak and down
You lifted me from off the ground.
It seems no matter what I do
You're always there to see me through.
You know each tear I've ever cried
Each single time my hope has died.
Though I slide back and often fall
You stand me upright, straight and tall.
Your shepherds staff you use with love
The rod for what I fall short of.
What would I do without your grace?
I'd never see your loving face.
You always know just what I need
And hear me everytime I plead.
Where would I be without your care?
Alone in darkness and despair.