As my knees hit the floor beside my bed,
My hands reach out to hold my head,
Lowered and trembling my voice speaks now...
Dear God, oh Father,
I thank thee and ask how--
How to find your will today.
What should I do, to whom should I say
The words from you on this perfect day.
For each sunrise brings beauty and light.
Just as your Son gave his life
That darkness of death might forever flee
Show me the way to come to thee.
The perfect day, each one you've made
With sunlight, clouds and cooling shade.
So please dear, Abba, let me know --
What to do and where to go?
What and how much to eat
How to succor and befriend?
Which coat to wear over this body of mine,
This temple that clothes my spirit divine.
Dear Father, I ask in prayer so sweet
As I brokenly kneel at your feet,