Sweet and Gentle Master

Lay upon my tired brow

The hand that rolled the waters back

And fed a hungry crowd

 Walk with me and bless with feet that must have bled with wear

The same sole earth that saw your laughter slowly changed to tears

Although you've loved and cared for me, Just look at what I've done

Denouncing you and how you died

You--

whom God called His son

And still you ask for nothing but my love and faith in you

Though You once gave your  all,

                         that I might lift my head renewed.