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