1. O let me walk with Thee, my God,
    As Enoch walked in days of old;
    Place Thou my trembling hand in Thine,
    And sweet communion with me hold;
    E’en though the path I may not see,
    Yet, Jesus, let me walk with Thee.
  2. I cannot, dare not, walk alone;
    The tempest rages in the sky,
    A thousand snares beset my feet,
    A thousand foes are lurking nigh.
    Still Thou the raging of the sea,
    O Master! let me walk with Thee.
  3. If I may rest my hand in Thine,
    I’ll count the joys of earth but loss,
    And firmly, bravely journey on;
    I’ll bear the banner of the cross
    Till Zion’s glorious gates I see;
    Yet, Savior, let me walk with Thee.

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