You know, O Lord, the intent of my heart Help me, I pray, to do my part If only you would speak the word this day All my trials and troubles would go away Lord, I've been bogged down so long In this miry clay, I do not belong My feet are firmly stuck in this bog Sometimes I feel like I'm in a fog Your clear direction and guidance I need Deliver me from this bog I plead Your word, O Lord, has tried me sorely I am down and out and feeling poorly Strengthen my inner man, I do pray Send help from on high this very day I'm bogged down in this miry clay Trying to get out and find the way At the right hand of the Father you sit Speak to him about my boggy pit Lift me up and set me on solid ground In this boggy pit, I'll no longer be bound Copyright 2005, Irvin L. Rozier