I need your mercy.
It feels like I’ve been stumbling.
Surely it’s not safe leaning on my understanding.
Thinking I can handle these days on my own but they’re too demanding.
Oh Lord, right or left, quiet or loud,
Have mercy on me may I be humble never proud.
I need your mercy and your grace.
Look upon your child, smile on your face.
Work in me to do and want your will, want your good pleasure.