1 O let me walk with thee, my God,
As Enoch walked in days of old;
Place thou my trembling hand in thine,
And sweet communion with me hold;
E'en tho' the path I May not see,
Yet, Jesus, let me walk with thee.
2 I can not, dare not walk alone;
The tempest rages in the sky;
A thousand snares beset my feet,
A thousand foes are lurking nigh;
Still thou the raging of the sea;
O Master, let me walk with thee.
3 If I may rest my hand in thine,
I'll count the joys of earth but loss,
And firmly, bravely journey on;
I'll bear the banner of the cross
Till Zion's glorious gates I see:
Yet, Saviour, let me walk with thee.
Display Title: O Let Me Walk with TheeFirst Line: O let me walk with Thee, my GodTune Title: MORTONAuthor: Lillian D. Avery-StuttleMeter: 88.88.88Source: Joyful Greeting for the Sabbath School (Battle Creek, Michigan, J. E. White Publishing Company, 1886)