Written at a time when my heart felt tired.
My soul it’s been searching for a stream that could quench my thirst
My body is tired and my feet are blistered on this gravel road I find myself on
My mind is restless when I try to rest my eyes and stumble
My eyes closed but seeing your goodness in my difficult times
Pick me up Lord when I am falling
Pick me up Lord when I am tired of wandering
Pick me up Lord when I am too weak to keep on walking
Pick me up Lord when I am too frightened to move
You lift me up over the obstacles that keep tripping me up
You carry my burdens and are there through my trials even if I forget
You are my strength when I have nothing left to offer
You’re my grace, when I feel ashamed of what I’ve done
Pick me up and carry this tired body, carry me to your cross
Pick me up when I feel unworthy of your love for me
Whisper your promises to me while you’re holding me close
Whisper that I am safe within your arms and I don’t need to worry anymore