O Holy Saviour! Friend unseen!
Since on Thine arm Thou bidst us lean,
Help us throughout life’s changing scene
By faith to cling to Thee.
Since on Thine arm Thou bidst us lean,
Help us throughout life’s changing scene
By faith to cling to Thee.
Far from our home, fatigued, opprest,
In Thee we’ve found our place of rest;
As strangers still, yet not unblest,
While we can cling to Thee.
Without a murmur we dismiss
Our former dreams of earthly bliss,
Our joy, our consolation this,
Each hour to cling to Thee.
Though faith and hope may oft be tried,
We ask not, need not aught beside;
So safe, so calm, so satisfied,
The souls that cling to Thee.