Dear Lord
I own that I am weak
From sin I ne’er am free;
But when Thou hast lost lambs to seek
I pray Thee
Lord
send me.
Lord
send me; Lord
send me;
O touch my tongue with fire divine;
Lord
send me.
In earthen vessels shall Thy name
Be carried to the lost;
Then let me go
I pray
dear Lord
I will not count the cost.
Before me are the shadows deep
The valley and the gloam
But even there the Lord will keep
And lead me safely home.