O Lord, my refuge when my heart is weak, I lift my voice to You at break of day. Teach me Your justice; show me how to speak With mercy first, and kindness in my way. Turn me from paths where empty longings roam; Restore my soul when shadows cloud my sight. Call me to listen, draw my spirit home, And shape my steps in truth and gentle light. Grant me a heart that trusts what You have planned, A mind at peace, a purpose firm and true. Hold me in grace; uphold me with Your hand, And make my life a witness unto You. So let me walk in love that does not cease— My God, my guide, my strength, my quiet peace.
