Lord you send people my way
Much of whom I don’t respect
Many of whom I don’t recall
Who then shall I turn to
When I fall
I ask you, Jesus,
Who then shall I turn from?
For the fall is coming
And my mind is stayed
On summer’s long days
That are filled with
Glorious sunshine
And endless warmth
Lord you send people away
Much of whom I can’t be with
Many of whom I can’t forget
Who then shall I turn to
Oh Lord, Jesus
Who then shall I turn from?
Give me discernment, oh Lord
Give me peace.