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Father I stretch my hands to Thee No other help I




Father I stretch my hands to Thee;
No other help I know;
If Thou withdraw Thyself from me,
Ah, wither shall I go?


What did Thine only son endure
Before I drew my breath!
What pain, what labour, to secure
My soul from endless death!


O Jesus, could I this believe,
I now should feel Thy power,
And all my wants Thou wouldst relieve
In this accepted hour.


Author of faith, to Thee I lift
My weary longing eyes;
O may I now receive that gift!
My soul, without it, dies.


Surely thou canst not let me die;
O speak, and I shall live!
For here I will unwearied lie,
Till thou thy Spirit give.


How would my fainting soul rejoice,
Could I but see thy face!
Now let me hear thy quickening voice,
And taste thy pardoning grace!


---Alternative verses---


What did Thine only son endure
Before I drew my breath!
What pain, what labour, to secure
My Soul from second death!


O Jesus, could I this believe,
I now should feel Thy power;
Now my poor soul Thou wouldst retrieve,
Nor let me wait one hour.


The worst of sinners would rejoice,
Could they but see Thy face:
O, let me hear Thy quickening voice,
And taste Thy pardoning grace.


Author of faith, to Thee I lift
My weary longing eyes;
O let me now receive that gift!
My soul, without it, dies.

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LYRICS
Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
Writer(s):
    Trans/Adapted:
      Dates: 1741
      Bible Refs: Ps 88:9;
      MUSIC
      Name: ST. AGNES, DURHAM
      Meter: 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
      Writer(s):
        Dates: 1866
        SCORE PREVIEW
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        ALTERNATIVE TUNES
        Name meter
        8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
        8 6 8 6 8 6

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