Hold Thou my hand

Hold Thou my hand: so weak I am, and helpless; I dare not take one step without Thy aid. Hold Thou my hand: for then, O Loving Savior, No dread of ill shall make my soul afraid.

Hold Thou my hand: and closer, closer draw me To Thy dear self, my hope, my joy, my all; Hold Thou my hand: lest haply I should wander, And missing Thee, my trembling feet should fall.

Hold Thou my hand: the way is dark before me Without the sunlight of Thy face divine; But when by faith I catch its radiant glory, What heights of joy, what rapturous songs are mine.

Hold Thou my hand! That when I reach the margin, Of that lone river Thou didst cross for me, A heavenly light may flash across its waters And every wave like crystal bright shall be.

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