1 As I cling to the hand of my Lord each day,
What a gladness is mine in the heav’nward way!
Blessed fellowship ours all the way belong,
As my gladness voices itself in song.
Clinging, clinging by faith to my Savior’s hand;
Clinging, clinging to Him who my way hath planned;
Clinging, clinging to Jesus, my Hope, my All;
Clinging, clinging, clinging, I cannot fall.
2 If I cling to His hand when the way grows dim,
What is there I need fear, since I trust in Him?
For His love lights the way that my feet must tread,
And Faith’s daystar brightens the path ahead. [Refrain]
3 I will cling to the hand whose nail-prints I see,
And will rest in the love that is full and free;
Clinging ever to Him, of His grace I sing,
Christ, my Savior, ever to be my King. [Refrain]
Source: Assembly Songs: for use in evangelistic services, Sabbath schools, young peoples societies, devotional meetings, and the home #106