To the tune PLEADING SAVIOR (“Sing of Mary, pure and lowly”):
See my heart, confused and groping— Lord, look down to earth and see— lost and blind, but trusting, hoping, you will help my unbelief. If my eyes should never open, if the morning light should flee, if I am no more than broken, yet come walk the night with me. Lord, I do not know the meadow where you promise me your rest, yet I long to find the shadow held between your wing and breast. Here I walk by hint and echo to an end I have not guessed. Come and guide me, heaven's arrow, to the places you have blessed. Take me by the hand and lead me, by the roads I cannot find, gentle when my fears deceive me, patient when I fall behind. With each day, once more receive me; each step, one more chain unbind. With the bread of heaven, feed me, savior, shepherd ever kind.
