1-2. My head is high, God, held high;I’m looking to you, God;No hangdog skulking for me.
3. I’ve thrown in my lot with you;You won’t embarrass me, will you?Or let my enemies get the best of me?Don’t embarrass any of usWho went out on a limb for you.It’s the traitors who should be humiliated.
4. Show me how you work, God;School me in your ways.
5. Take me by the hand;Lead me down the path of truth.You are my Savior, aren’t you?