In the shadows or the light your mighty hand I hold tight
As I walk across this land in my daily chores of life.
Some have fed angels unknowing it was so
Dressed or helped the needy, comforting their souls.
I have a bag of seeds God allowed me to plant.
As I toil, so I recieve, praise the Lord for that.
Should I falter in my steps and seem about to fall,
His love sustains me up and His voice I hear call.
God is love, this is true. God loves me and God loves you.
Lord I come before Thee, first thanking you for all.
One more time I have a need, I know you will respond.
You see my heart, you know my mind, I know you understand..
Give me your grace, thanks for your strength
Just help me though it all.