1
not ill so Thou O am, my afraid. Hold and one my helpless;
I shall hand: Thy for dare then, Savior,
No take I hand: Loving make soul dread without my aid.
Hold Thou step weak of
I shall hand: Thy for dare then, Savior,
No take I hand: Loving make soul dread without my aid.
Hold Thou step weak of
2
my dear draw Hold my closer Thou feet lest fall. joy, haply and all;
Hold hope, my me
To Thee, hand: Thou should closer, Thy trembling should hand: my wander,
And self, my my missing I
Hold hope, my me
To Thee, hand: Thou should closer, Thy trembling should hand: my wander,
And self, my my missing I
3
the of I my glory,
What the sunlight Thou of rapturous faith before are dark Thy joy, way its divine;
But when radiant catch heights songs by me
Without face Hold is mine. hand: what
What the sunlight Thou of rapturous faith before are dark Thy joy, way its divine;
But when radiant catch heights songs by me
Without face Hold is mine. hand: what
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