Guide Me Home

Heavenly Lord, where do I begin?
I've lost the battle that's within.
The roads are many, my strength is small,
I'm losing myself—please hear my call.

My mind is weary, my heart unsure,
Nothing in this world feels safe or pure.
If I have wandered, show me the way;
Hold my hand—I can no longer stray.

I'm not asking for riches or endless fame,
Just the courage to rise again.
If You are near, don't let me fall
Be my answer... be my all.