Lord, I’m weary, I’m lost on the road
The sky is velvet black
It’s getting harder to grow
I know You’re the Vine, and I’m the limb
But the fruit of Your Spirit is growing ever so dim
I’m on the right road
I’m just going too slow
Do you have an answer for me?
“My child, I’ve answered long ago...
I spelled out my reply in so many pages,
written by my friends
I called it my Word, and it’s there for you
All you have to do is look
in My Holy Book
My Word stands alone for you to receive
only believe
My Word...”
I’m hungry, I’m thirsty, I long for you...
Give me something to go on
I’m dying in sin...
Written for the piano. The tune has been lost to the ravages of time and
poor record-keeping.