When I'm lost

I sometimes find myself wandering away from life.
It’s when I don’t call on God and am amidst strife.
I find it rather difficult to find my way back home,
Because it’s at this time I feel alone.
I cry out to God sometimes as the last resort.
And I find myself coming up a little bit short.
My Father has just pulled me out of trouble again,
And he found me even in the darkest den.
I know that if I call on Him He’ll help me through,
But sometimes I don’t do what I’m supposed to do.
There’s this part of me that doesn’t want to endure pain,
But sometimes we have to stand in the rain.
Holding onto His hand is best of all,
Because if you call on Him, he won’t let you fall.
God is my Savior, Redeemer, and Friend;
And I’m told he will be with me through the end.
When I'm lost, I can be found;
For God is always around.