Reach my hands
Help me stand firm
Draw me close to Your embrace
Let me see the beauty of Yout Love
Teach my heart
To do the needful
To slay not time in any way
But to master the seasons of wealth
Touch my words
That I may speak only wisdom
Let my lips heal, paint love, draw warmth to all
Let my speech dry the tears of the broken
Take my feet to places,
Where the sands are gold
That I may behold beautiful lands
And savor the strength of the young Cheetah
Give me strength, give me…
Trust me with Your power
That I may soar above the skies
Let me be what Your Love is