I am not worthy, but I’ll try,
Moving forward till I die,
Though I misstep along the way,
I get closer day by day,
To life as you meant it to be,
Loving, blessed and Holy.
I don’t deserve it, but I call,
To catch me when I fall,
To bring me home again,
In your presence, out of Sin,
With a heart meek and true,
In your paradise anew.
Jesus please hear my plea,
Remove the darkness, and let me see,
The path that I should take,
And the one that I should forsake,
On my wandering path to you,
And the mission I’m meant to do.
