When darkness fills my clear blue sky,
And the cold rain falls on my face,
Full of my fears I then will cry
Knowing that time will not erase
The sorrows of the days gone by.

Deep from within comes a strong plea
That greater grows each passing hour.
O church of God please care for me,
And help me by your Greater Power.
So I can then grow strong and free.

I need to grow in love for those
Who know not Christ and are alone.
Who have been planted like the rose
And must be watered and be shown
The love that His dear Spirit knows.

I cannot pray, I don't know how.
The Bible pages I can't read.
The words there mean nothing somehow
For His Great knowledge now I plead.
O Church of God, please show me how.