The Lorda??s my Shepherd, Ia??ll not want. He makes me down to lie In pastures green; He leadeth me The quiet waters by. He leadeth me, He leadeth me,
light of life, O pure light divine Thou art in us; our ember is thine Kindle our flame, give hope when we fear Deepen our love, our fire appear. Light
to let go Every mother's prayer Every child knows Lead her to a place Guide her with your grace To a place where she'll be safe I pray she finds your light