388--Hold Thou my hand: so weak I am, and

Hold Thou my hand: so weak I am, and

388

	1.	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.
	2.	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.
	3.	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.