Hold to God’s Unchanging Hand

Time is filled with swift tran­si­tion—

Naught of earth un­moved can stand—

Build your hopes on things eter­nal

Hold to God’s un­chang­ing hand.

Hold to God’s un­chang­ing hand!

Hold to God’s un­chang­ing hand!

Build your hopes on things eter­nal

Hold to God’s un­chang­ing hand.

Trust in Him who will not leave you

Whatsoever years may bring

If by earth­ly friends for­sak­en

Still more close­ly to Him cling.

When your jour­ney is com­plet­ed

If to God you have been true

Fair and bright the home in glo­ry

Your en­rap­tured soul will view.