I used to like to talk to You,
At church and sometimes more;
The longing for Your voice was not so desperate.
Now everything has changed, so please be near me, precious Lord;
When I can't feel Your touch, I'm so alone.

I need You to walk with me,
Hold my hand along the way;
Answer my questions-
So many new ones every day.
'Cause I believe in You and the power of Your love,
And where I go in this world,
You go with me.

I've burned myself in daily life,
So I'm calloused and I'm scarred.
Your Holy Spirit's balm, alone, can heal me.
If You will nurse these hardened wounds,
My past, I will discard;
Such gentle healing can reveal that...

My God does walk with me,
He holds my hand along the way;
He answers my questions.
So many new ones every day.
'Cause I believe in Him and the power of His love,
And where I go in this world,
He goes with me.

A holy God could judge me,
See my blackness deep within.
Instead, He draws me closer-
Jesus covers all my sin.

Yes, My God does walk with me,
He holds my hand along the way;
He answers my questions.
So many new ones every day.
'Cause I believe in Him and the power of His love,
And where I go in this world,
He goes with me.
Lord, where I go in this world,
You go with me.

Words & Music by Stephanie Sharp Hickman© 2009 Stephanie Sharp Songs / Johannah Records.