Be my...


Be my companion when I’m alone

Be my compass that leads the way

Be the colors of my rainbow

Be my peace throughout the day


Be my confidence when I’m scared

Be my clarity when I’m confused

Be my ransom when I’m captive

Be my defense when I’m accused


Be my friend when others fail

Be my faith when I’m in doubt

Be my guide when I am lost

Be everything that I’m about


Be my patience when I’m restless

Be my strength when I am weak

Be my joy when things go well

Be my words when I can’t speak


Be my rest when I am weary

Be the wind beneath my wings

Be my light when times are dark

Be the song that my soul sings


Be my healer when I am sick

Be my youth as I grow older

Be my high when I am low

Be my warmth as days grow colder


Be my sustenance when I hunger

Be my dream when I’m asleep

Be my up when I am down

Be my comfort when I weep


Be my rescue when I’m abandoned 

Be the melody in my song

Be my cushion when I fall

Be my right when I am wrong


Be my provider when I’m in need

Be my love that I adore

Be my all when I have nothing

Be my Lord forever more!

(c) 2024 L Ringis

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