If I could but look upon my Saviour's face-
Through Him is ever flowing grace.
Oh, to feel the touch of His hand.
Lord, help me take a stand.
As I gaze into the night sky,
I can do nothing but cry;
Wondering why-
And what purpose have I.
How I long to be near Him,
I can almost see His face-
See His face in the stars so dim.
Pouring His grace down on me-
Smiling there upon me.
He gives me strength for today
And a light for tomorrow.