Thou, whose hand thus far hath led me,
Wheresoe’er my path may be;
Lord, I pray that Thou wilt ever
Draw, and keep me near to Thee.
When the way is dark and cheerless,
When no ray of light I see,
May Thine arms of love and mercy
Draw me ever near to Thee.
Thou in whom my soul is trusting,
Hope of life and joy to me;
While on earth a pilgrim stranger,
Draw me ever near to Thee.
Refrain
Near to Thee, O Lord, to Thee,
Draw me ever near to Thee.
Julia Sterling
While Thee I seek, protecting Power,
Be my vain wishes stilled;
And may this consecrated hour
With better hopes be filled.
Thy love the powers of thought bestowed;
To Thee my thoughts would soar:
Thy mercy o’er my life has flowed;
That mercy I adore.
In each event of life, how clear
Thy ruling hand I see;
Each blessing to my soul more dear
Because conferred by Thee.
In every joy that crowns my days,
In every pain I bear,
My heart shall find delight in praise,
Or seek relief in prayer.
When gladness wings my favored hour,
Thy love my thoughts shall fill;
Resigned, when storms of sorrow lower,
My soul shall meet Thy will.
My lifted eye, without a tear,
The lowering storm shall see;
My steadfast heart shall know no fear;
That heart will rest on Thee.
Helen M. Williams
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