Father, Hold My Hand

1 When heavy clouds o’erspread my sky
And on the path I travel by,
There falls no cheering ray of light,
And I must walk by faith, not sight,
Then, Father, hold my hand.

2 Tho’ heavily my burdens press,
I will not live and trust Thee less;
When steeper grows my weary way,
Help me to follow and obey,
And closer hold my hand.

3 Or, if sometime the sun should shine,
And brighter, happier days be mine;
If I with joy should lift my head,
And smile to find the shadows fled,
Still, Father, hold my hand.

Source: The Cyber Hymnal #15943

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