O Holy Savior, friend unseen,

1.

O Holy Savior, friend unseen,

The faint, the weak on Thee may lean,

Help me, throughout life’s varying scene,

By faith to cling to Thee.

2.

Blest with communion so divine,

Take what Thou wilt, shall I repine;

When as the branches to the vine,

My soul would cling to Thee.

3.

Far from her home, fatigued, oppressed,

Here she has found her place of rest

An exile still, yet not unblest,

While she can cling to Thee.

4.

What though the world deceitful prove,

And earthly friends and joys remove,

With patient, uncomplaining love

Still would I cling to Thee.

5.

Oft when I seem to tread alone

Some barren waste with thorns o’er grown

A voice of love in gentlest tone

Whispers, ‘Still cling to me’

6.

Though faith and hope awhile be tried,

I ask not, need not aught beside;

How safe, how calm, how satisfied,

The souls that cling to Thee!

7.

They fear not life’s rough storms to brave

Since Thou art near and strong to save

Nor shudder e’en at death’s dark

Because they cling to Thee

8.

Blest is my lot, whate’er befall;

What can disturb me, who apall,

While as my Strength, my Rock, my All,

Savior, I cling to Thee!