| "Hands and Knees" | |
| I can’t walk hard any more, and I can’t run much therefore, but I can crawl on my hands and knees. When you stumble, when you fall, I could be there an you call, for I can crawl on my hands and knees. Aye, for you I’ll move around on broken-glass-covered ground; I’l even crawl on my hands and knees. So, don’t worry or despair: though not timely, I’ll be there if I must crawl on my hands and knees. | |