1, 2, 3
1, 2, 3
When my hands
Are tired
Am I still
This slow?
Walk beside me
And give me
The strength to go
Fill my veins with your courage
So defeat won't show
Pick me up
When I stumble
So the world
Won't know
Lead me, Father
With the staff of life
Give me the strength
For a song
Let the words I sing
My own strength bring
To help some poor, troubled
Weary worker along
On my way
Is like
But I can see
With a strong hand
Strike out
The blindness in me
Show me work
That I should carry
On for you
Make my way
Straight and narrow
Like you want it to be
Lead me, Father
With the staff of life
Give me the strength
For a song
Let the words I sing
My own strength bring
To help some old, troubled
Weary worker along
