Lead Me With Your Shepherd's Hands
Blessed is He who thwarts my power,
Leaving me weak because of my strength.
He does not let the enemy devour,
Me though I suffer at a length.
He taught me, a stubborn mule,
That His ways are best, tried, and true.
He loved me, a thoughtful fool,
And tamed my mind to think anew.
I desire now friendship with Him alone,
And His blessing on my life has been shown.
He led me from darkness and the cave of dread,
At last rest comes when I lay down my head.
I pray now His presence I would not foolishly leave,
And my heart I would not wear on my sleeve.
Lord teach me to accept things on Your time,
And not worship girls, or fame, or the dime.
Lead me on with Your Shepherd's hands,
Lead me to Your promised lands.
To know You and Love You is now my desire,
Allow not the world to quench this fire.
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