Psalm 7. Psalms 25:4-5
Every step a chance to go astray
From the path that you would have me follow.
Lead me so that I may know the way;
Point me down the road you’ve marked as mine.
Countless routes available to me;
Hopeless to maneuver sans your guidance.
No pitfall exists you did not see
And note on the cartograph drawn before time.
Unknown miles, unfamiliar days –
Bewildering to this shortsighted traveler.
Direct my feet along the trail you’ve blazed.
Take my hand in yours, and I’ll be fine.