- O Lord with thy guiding rod,
Always tend me gently home
Let Thy wrath cease on my ways
That I stumbleth not again.
- Cure my sickness Lord I pray;
Behold me I seek, Thy grace
This will be my only plea
Behold me in Thy mercy.
- Who heth low in the grace
That can tell of salvation,
Lord strengthen my weakest heart
Speak and I will surely live.
- Behold He cometh to hear
I have caught a glimpse of Him,
Glory encompasses me
My soul arise to praise Him. Amin.