Hold Thou My Hand (Simmons)

Hold Thou my hand

O Fa­ther

Hold Thou my hand

I pray

When sha­dows fall about me

And hide the beat­en way

When clouds hang low and hea­vy

And storms of doubt as­sail

I blind­ly grope and fal­ter

My strength of none av­ail.

I can­not tread un­guid­ed

The up­ward-lead­ing road;

I can­not bear un­aid­ed

The bur­den of the load;

I seek to jour­ney onward

I think to brave­ly stand

But un­aware

I stum­ble—

O Fa­ther

hold my hand!

Hold Thou my hand se­cure­ly

When sor­rows dim my sight

And hide from me the beau­ty

And sweet­ness of the light;

My heart will make no mur­mur

Whate’er might come

I know

If Thou will lead me

Fa­ther

Wherever I may go.