Lead - I can't see the path

When did I ever pretend

That I am strong?

I am weaker than the blade

Of that grass

so easily trampled upon

And it twists, turns

This way and that 

Whichever direction wind blows on

I live so easily to die

In ignorant extinction

In every living moment

I am on verge

To sin and do wrong

So let there be no doubt

About that what I ask

In every prayer
that's a call upon You,

I say -

I need to be led

Not just shown the way...
Lead - I can't see the path.