Make Thou my hand, my Father,
I cannot go alone;
Put Thine own arm around me,
And hush poor nature's groan.

Take Thou my hand and lead me.
My trembling footsteps guide;
I have no hope or comfort
But at Thy blessed side.

And with my hand in Thine, Lord,
All shadows flee away;
I know the Hand that leads me-
I'll trust it night and day.

Blest Hand, for me once pierced !

Thou canst but lead a right. Thou'lt never loose Thy hold, Lord,

However dark the night.
So with my hand in Thine, Lord,
I cannot go astray;
Whatever be my portion,
thou art with me all the way.

H. McD