My Faith Still Clings

My sin is great

my strength is weak

My path be­set with snares;

But Thou

O Christ

hast died for me

And Thou wilt hear my pray­ers.

To Thee

to Thee

the Cru­ci­fied

The sin­ner’s on­ly plea

Relying on Thy pro­mised grace

My faith still clings to Thee.

The world is dark with­out Thee

Lord

I turn me from its strife

To find Thy love a sweet re­lief;

Thou art the light of life.

Temptations lure and fears as­sail

My frail

in­con­stant heart;

But pre­cious are Thy pro­mis­es

And they new strength im­part.

Unfold Thy pre­cepts to my mind

And cleanse my blind­ed eyes;

Grant me to work for Thee on earth

Then praise Thee in the skies.