Here am I,
take my hand
If I slip, if I fall, won't you help me stand
Help the brothers who
might be
Hidin' fears,
fightin' tears out here just like me
Oh
Lord,
Oh
Lord,
You get lonely,
don't you know,
Speculatin' what's a -waitin'
for you down the road
So when I speak, I say a prayer
For the brothers and the oth
ers who might not get there
Oh
Lord, sometimes I sit and cry for the children that are hungry,
for the men who fight and
die, and I thank you for all of your blessings,
cause I know but for you, hey, I might be
I keep searching for my road
Busy working to console
And to try, I want to try to understand
To live right and to give life to my fellow
man
Oh
Lord, sometimes I sit and cry
For the children that are hungry
For the men who fight and die
Oh my lord, I thank you for all my blessings
I know, but for you, I might be dying too
I said, oh my lord,
don't you hear yourself explain
Well, if you do,
won't you give an answer to me
I'm trying, trying to do my best
And oh, sometimes I
feel that I just can't go on