Lord, I walked one cold night
And heard the wind call my name
I closed my ears, still I heard
The call of the wind from within

Lord, I'm weak and small
What can I do for You, my Lord
I fear to be called, to behold
Jerusalem awaiting me

Lord, I heard my name
And in shame I turned away
But I felt so cold to be far from my Lord
Far from You, my Lord

Lord, I hear my name
Now I go before You, my Lord
If it is Your will
Let it be, let it be
Let me be what You will
Let me do Your will