Father, Hold My Hand

As a Child I had no need to fear

For I knew my father was near,

When some troubling woe would come my way

I would run to him and say,

“Father, here’s my hand, I offer you my hand.

I can’t see, but I know you have a plan.

This life is too big for me to handle on my own,

So, father, hold my hand.

Time is pressing on and life still brings fears

And my way is often unclear,

But my Father in Heaven holds night and day

And I run to Him and say,

“Father, here’s my hand, I offer You my hand.

I can’t see, but I know You have a plan.

This life is too big for me to handle on my own,

So, Father, hold my hand.

I empty myself of my plans and dreams,

Placing them at Your feet,

For Your ways and thoughts are far above mine,

I’m trusting only in Thee.

“Father, here’s my hand, I offer you my hand.

I can’t see, but I know you have a plan.

This life is too big for me to handle on my own,

So, father, hold my hand.