Lift My Feet

Master hands, they hold my ties

They alone know truth and lies.

Master fingers, guide my way

I know I won't be gone astray.

Master mind, know my thoughts

Clear my head to take the shot.

Master heart, make me pure

There is no other with the cure.

Lift my hands, for they are weak.

They do not know how to be meek.

Lift my feet, for they are tired

They never can escape the mire.

Lift my heart, for it is low

Fight the grief that can explode.

Lift my spirit, keep it light

Your joy can penetrate the night.

And if I ever fall away,

Know my sin won't let me stay.

Yeshua Hamashiach.