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I will trust in the Lord with all of my heart Not holding back a single broken part And I will not lean on my own understanding On the plans I made or the place I’m standing My logic is limited, my sight is weak So I turn to the wisdom that the humble seek I’m letting go of what I think I know Trusting in You is the only way to grow. I’m pulling my eyes off the loose, jagged ground And looking to where my true help is found I’m quieting the "why" and the "how" in my chest And giving my weary heart permission to rest. So I’m releasing the compass, I’m dropping the reins You are the Trail, through the peaks and the plains If I wander off into the brush and the stone I’m a leaf in the wind, I am lost and alone But when I stay on the Path that You’ve worn for my feet The climb is a victory, the rest is so sweet I’m not in control, and I finally see The Trail isn't just under me—the Trail is Thee. In all of my ways, I acknowledge You In the words that I speak and the work that I do I’m looking to You at every turn of the bend Submitting my will from the start to the end And because I surrender the map and the weight You promised that You would make my paths straight You clear out the rocks and You level the grade I walk in the way that Your mercy has made. Trust in the Lord with all of your heart Don’t let the world pull your focus apart Lean not on the things that you think you know He sees the summit while you’re down below In all of your ways, acknowledge His hand Every canyon and ridge, every grain of the sand And the promise is sure, and the promise is great: He’ll take the lead, and He’ll make your paths straight. Yeah, He’ll make my paths straight. So I’m releasing the compass, I’m dropping the reins You are the Trail, through the peaks and the plains If I wander off into the brush and the stone I’m a leaf in the wind, I am lost and alone But when I stay on the Path that You’ve worn for my feet The climb is a victory, the rest is so sweet I’m not in control, and I finally see The Trail isn't just under me—the Trail is Thee. Not my map. Not my plan. Just the steady grip of Your guiding hand. Step by step, until the summit is won. Thy will, not mine, be done. (Right here on the Trail... I'm following You.)