I am not worthy, but I'll try, 
Moving forward till I die, 
Though I misstep along the way, 
I get closer day by day, 
To life as you meant it to be, 
Loving, blessed and Holy, 

I don't deserve it, but I'll call, 
To catch me when I fall, 
To bring me home again, 
In your presence, out of Sin, 
With a heart meek and true, 
In your paradise anew. 

Jesus please hear my plea, 
Remove the darkness, and let me see, 
The path that I should take, 
And the one that I should forsake, 
On my wandering path to you, 
And the mission I'm meant to do.

Copyright Don Grier