When I cried out, "My foot is slipping, Lord," Your love, unfailing, caught me as I fell In times of great anxiety, I implored Your consolation, bringing joy to quell.
Your presence, like a beacon in the night, Guiding me through the darkness and the fear With every step, you make my burden light And wipe away each anxious, trembling tear.
Oh, how convincing is your steadfast grace That lifts me up when I am feeling low In every trial, you show your loving face And fill my heart with peace that overflows.
So in my weakness, I will trust in you For in your love, I find my strength anew.
