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 Saviour,
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!
4 Hold Thou my hand, that when I reach the margin
Of that lone river Thou didst cross for me,
A heav'nly light may flash along its waters,
And every wave like crystal bright shall be.
Source: Hallowed Hymns, New and Old #178
|Instances (1 - 2 of 2)||Title||First Line||Tune||Tune Key||Author||Meter||Scripture||Date||Subject||Source|
|Small Church Music #882||Hold Thou my hand! so weak I am||Hold Thou my hand! so weak I am||[Hold Thou my hand, so weak I am]||Fanny Crosby|
|The Cyber Hymnal #2506||Hold Thou My Hand||Hold Thou my hand; so weak I am, and helpless||[Hold Thou my hand; so weak I am, and helpless]||Frances Jane (Fanny) Crosby|