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When he calls on me tonight
Will I rise and have to greet him
O Lord are you in need?
He'll ask of me to think
Of some grounds on which to meet him
O Lord are you in need?
The porch across the street
Is cold and dark and empty
O Lord are you in need?
The window to the left
Holds warmth and light to tempt me
O Lord are you in need?
Can one that I admire
Ask kneeling for my kindness
O Lord are you in need?
This seamlessness I granted,
Was that due to my blindness
O Lord are you in need?
Your face seems hardly that
Which I've pined for in the mirror
O Lord are you in need?
Nor the visage I held up
To support me in life's furor
O Lord can you be in need?
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