I stumble along the way;
I'm in need of Your gentle hand,
To hold me every day.
Carry me Father, I'm scared,
The problems seem to huge;
I'm in need of Your tender mercy,
To provide a safe refuge.
Carry me Father, I'm blind,
In this fog of reality;
I'm in need of Your guiding light,
So safe I will always be.
Carry me Father, I'm fearful,
The hurts are so very deep;
I'm in need of Your soothing touch,
So I can go to sleep.
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