Lyrics

Should my heart not be humble, should my eyes fail to see Should my feet sometimes stumble on the way, stay with me Like the lamb that in springtime wanders far from fold Comes the darkness and the frost, I get lost, I grow cold I grow cold, I grow weary, and I know I have sinned And I go seeking shelter and I cry in the wind And though I grope and I blunder and I kneel and I'm wrong Though the rose buckles under where I walk, walk along Till I find to my wonder every path leads to thee Or that I can do is, pray, stay with me Stay with me