Though I walk through traps and snares,
I know your love is always there;
It never changes, in the night,
nor by the dawn's first glimpse of light.
At times I feel so all alone,
until your soft voice says, "Hello";
Tis then that I, on bended knee,
cry out-loud, my lonesome plea.
You hear my cries, you watch me sob,
you hold me close, and sing a song;
I always feel, the love you give,
I'm truly thankful, you forgive.
And though to me, my woes are heavy,
my burdens you will always carry;
'Tis then I feel your lasting love,
encompass me, from up above.