| When my hands are tired and my step is slow
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| Walk beside me and give me the strength to go
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| Fill my face with Your courage, so defeat won’t show
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| Pick me up when I stumble, so the world won’t know
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| Lead me Father, with the staff of life
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| Give me the strength for a song
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| That the words I sing might more strength bring
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| To help some poor troubled, weary worker along
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| When my way is light but I still can see
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| With a strong hand, strike out the blindness in me
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| Show me work that I should carry on for Thee
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| Make my way straight and narrow like You wanted to be |