My Prayer by C. P. Bollman

Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Feb 17, 1916

My Prayer

By C. P. Bollman

C. P. BOLLMAN

I NEED thee, Lord, this very hour; My foes, too strong, oppress me sore; I fly for refuge to thy power, My fortress be forevermore.

And there are foes within my breast, Inherent in my nature. Lord, My weakness I have oft confessed; O give me strength now by thy word!

I cast me on thy mercy, Lord; Thou wilt not, canst not, say me nay. Oh, take my hand and lead me in The plain, the safe, the narrow way.

I'll walk with thee, my blessed Lord, And hold communion sweet with thee; Oh, leave me not to walk alone, But ever guide and counsel me!