Some days I feel small
Too weak to walk
Then I stop and wait
And you lift my cares and fears.
Some days I feel alone
Without a friend to hold
Then you pull me in from the cold
And remind me I belong in your fold.
Some days I feel tired
Without a thing to keep me inspired
Then you embrace my dreams and desire
And you keep me constantly on fire.
Some days I feel afraid
Without someone to come to my aid
Then you sift through my anger, confusion and strife
And pick up the broken pieces of my life.
From the ends of the earth I call to you,
I call as my heart grows faint;
Lead me to the rock that is higher than I.