When my way groweth drear, Precious Lord, linger near, When my light is almost gone, Hear my cry, hear my call, Hold my hand lest I fall, Take my hand, precious Lord Lead me on - Thomas Dorsey

Let Your kingdom come. Let Your will be done.

The Lord is near to all who call on him, to all who call on him in truth. - Psalm 145:18

I wait for the Lord, my whole being waits, and in his word I put my hope. - Psalm 130:5