1 Father, to Thee I come, owning how weak I am;
Grant Thy sustaining arm — lead me, I pray.
2 More of Thy love I’d have; nearer to Thee would live:
Earnest heart service give, day after day.
3 In the straight narrow path, thou bidst me walk by faith;
Oh, grant the grace that hath aided alway.
4 When I shall tempted be, nothing but clouds can see—
Strengthen my trust in Thee, let me not stray.
5 When comes that final night, ere faith is changed to sight,
Be Thou the perfect light, leading to day.Source: The Cyber Hymnal #12245