When I fall,
I call Your name;
As I bow on bended knees
Your mercy flows again.
Your grace abounds
To me once more;
I call Your name
And once again I am restored.
Where else could I go?
What else could I do?
When I fall,
I turn to You.
©2001 J M McIntosh
But now, Lord, what do I look for?
My hope is in you. (Psalm 39:7)