Verse 1
Lord, You know how weak I am
Father, You have seen
All the wickedness in me
Make the foulest clean
Right and left I now forsake
For my wandering feet
Lord, You know the path I take
Make it straight for me
Chorus
Be my glory, lift my head
Lord, deliver me
From Your mountain, hear my cry
Be, O Lord, a shield to me
Verse 2
In the night I whisper low
In the dark I sigh
Yet there is a truth I know
You sustain my life
Answered prayer renews my soul
You have heard my cry
Sin no longer takes its toll
Peaceful rest is mine
Verse 3
Shield above and shield below
Shield my every part
Shield within and shield without
Shield my feeble heart
All the darts of Satan thrown
Cannot cause me sting
I am shielded by His grace
From the enemy
Verse 4
Everlasting, You are God
Faithful to the end
You have walked upon this sod
To call me a friend
Lord, salvation does belong
In Your righteous hand
Make of me Your very own
Satisfy Your plan
Amy Branson Fata © 2010 Portion Music (ASCAP)
But You, O Lord, are a shield about me,
My glory, and the One who lifts my head.
Psalm 3:3