As tears stream down my face on bended knee I'll pray,
Dear lord above me please take this pain away,
Please take away my sadness and unwillingness to live.
I'll not pull all my hair out,
No longer shall I shout,
But whisper oh so kindly,
Please just lead me blindly,
Take me by the hand and show me such a way,
So when the time does finally come you can safely say.
Dear child, you are not alone,
Nor shall you ever be,
For I your saving grace shall guide you home to me,
I'll take your hand and lead you to be right next to I.