Unsure, I stand still. Let me feel you leading me, Lord.
Give the wind a direction, grant me a sign of which road to walk.
Take my hand, even as my fists are tight with fear. Lead me.
(Letter #1,983)
Unsure, I stand still. Let me feel you leading me, Lord.
Give the wind a direction, grant me a sign of which road to walk.
Take my hand, even as my fists are tight with fear. Lead me.
(Letter #1,983)
