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.

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.

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 !

Hold Thou My Hand ! That When I Reach The Margin
Of That Lone River Thou Didst Cross For Me,
A Heavenly Light May Flash Along Its Waters,
And Every Wave Like Crystal Bright Shall Be.