Hold my tongue from me,
For I will not in the face of my enemy.
Take my hand for your own,
Before it is given to another as a loan.
Have my heart while it bleeds,
Before I take an arrow to the knee.
Be the rock He placed in my life,
For sand will fail in the wind of strife.
Self control is where I am weak,
But do not allow me to be meek
Where I am needed to speak.