Father, I stretch my hands to thee

Father, I stretch my hands to thee,
no other help I know.  
If thou withdraw thyself from me,
ah! whither shall I go?

What did thine only Son endure,
before I drew my breath!  
What pain, what labor to secure
my soul from endless death!

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

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

#529 in Hymnal: A Worship Book

Words:  Charles Wesley; Psalms and Hymns, 1741
   Tune:  Hugh Wilson (1766-1824);

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