Like The Grass Lying Still
Like the grass lying still
‘Neath the flowers on a hill
Without You, Lord, they just couldn’t grow
Like a lost sheep astray
I’d be wandering each day
Without You, I’d have no place to go
I can vision a tree with no branches
I can vision a church with no pews
I can vision a well with no water
But Lord, I can’t picture me without You
Precious Lord, be my guide
Ever walking by my side
When I’m weak, give me strength to go on
In the darkness of night
Hold my hand, be my light
Guide my steps till I’m safely at home.