A Disciple’s Prayer
By Paul Martin
Standing
out here on a limb,
Doubt cuts me like a bitter wind.
Fear comes at me like a jagged sword
As I cling to your
every Word.
I long to ruthlessly trust your plan
But it is hard some days to stand
In my weakness I
bow my knee
And commit myself to Thee
Oh sovereign God of grace
Shine your mercy on my face
Be my
strength for every day
As I seek to follow your ways
Take my days, moments, and years,
To spread the truth
to all who hears
Bring your light to darkened towns,
And give hope and love to every frown.
As I walk
the path you’ve given me
Bring comfort and peace to my family
Help them to be anxious for nothing
Give
them rest and fill every longing.
Oh sovereign God of grace
Shine your mercy on my face
Be my strength
for every day
As I seek to follow your ways
Take my days, moments, and years,
To spread the truth to all who
hears
Bring your light to darkened towns,
And give hope and love to every frown