I’m tired of fighting; allow me to stare
And behold my beautiful Beloved
I’m tired of striving; allow me to rest
Restore my soul by still waters
Lead me on those righteous paths
Wage war against my worrying
Remind me of the truths I know
Guide me gracefully through the gate
Anoint my head with oil
Your Presence is my safe place
Comfort me with Your rod and staff
When I’m weary, don’t let me wander
Chase me down with Your goodness and love
I will not fear in your fields
I’m content to dwell the rest of my days
Make your home here in my heart
