Holy One, my King, my Lord
Help me see the land I’ve trod
With clarity and fear
Help me know Your way from here

Even as an ox can see
I want to know the One that owns me
To know the things that He requires
Living the life that counts

So often I forget my way
I scream and plot and blame
Inviting punishment I go my way
Father bring me back to you

Battered by the world around
Reeling from choices I’ve made
Help me know the way to go
Give me Your strength for real

Every day I face the world
Choices must be made
Fill me with Your Holy Awe
Help me choose Your way

Thank You Lord for sparing me
You could have let me go
Your hand is tight , Your hold complete
I pray my obedience will grow

Clay Corvin