I cannot go alone, Lord;
Hold Thou my hand!
Without Thine arm of strength, Lord,
I could not stand:
Thou art my all, I cannot fall.

No loneliness for me, Lord.
Thou'rt ever near,
Thou'st satisfied my heart, Lord,
And cast out fear:
Thou art to me reality.

Soon I will be at home, Lord,
Thee to adore.
Thy heart and mine at one, Lord,
For evermore:
For I am Thine, and Thou art mine.

Helen McDowell