I will live for you my Lord,
in the trying times ahead;
in the difficulty of my days,
I will keep you in my stead.
I will sing your praises daily,
I will pray and I'll forgive;
for all the slights I've taken,
for you only will I live.
In the light that is arriving,
in pink-tinged clouds of dawn;
I will read your words of truth,
and right, where I've been wrong.
In the dimness of the evening,
when the sun is fading fast;
I will drink of your tomorrows,
where the joy of love does last.
When the night seeps all around me,
when my mind is then asleep;
I'll be content with dreams,
and your promises to keep.