The heavy mist of morning fog, can cloud our thinking and our hope,
The things that lie before us now, are lost from vision and our scope,
We try so hard to fix it all, then realize we are too small,
We must rely on someone else. Who can we trust, who can we call,
The Lord of Light will show the way, He hears our pleas when we just pray,
Don’t hesitate to call His name, He gives us strength to guide our way.