You Bid Me Walk

With trembling hands, I fall

in the arms of grace

You bid me rise.

In unworthiness, I have fled

but with confidence

You bid me come.

All my feeble offerings

so stained and wanting

You have yet received.

With the world at my back

and grace on my feet

You bid me walk.

With erring heart to You submitted

in faltering steps

You bid me love.

With full assurance

found alone in Christ

You bid me go.