May Your fire Take possession And burn away This pride Let me hold Your heat of holiness And never melt the truth into a lie May I flee These selfish passions And the cravings Of the world Father pull Me from the deep Will You draw this soiled heart Toward the shore Will You draw this soiled heart Toward the shore Oh lead me Oh lead me, my Lord I need Thee I need Thee, my Lord May we rest Upon the Mountain And lay beneath Your glorious light May we sing Among the angels That You alone can break the curse of night Oh lead me Oh lead me, my Lord I need Thee I need Thee, my Lord Oh lead me Oh lead me, my Lord I need Thee I need Thee, my Lord Oh lead me Oh lead me, my Lord I need Thee I need Thee, my Lord