Hold to my hand and guide me
This beautiful and blessed Autumn day
Hold to my hand as I climb the mountain
You have promised to show me the way.

The fallen leaves are wet and slippery
So is the hill with Earth's fallen dew
But there's nothing to fear with my hand in Yours
For I know my strength in You shall renew.

Hold to my hand as I climb the mountains
I wish not to try and climb them without You
Though the rocks be secure, abrasion may gather
Secure my footsteps till I reach yonder's view.

Tho' in Autumn we still keep climbing
Our hair turning grey and our steps growing slow
Each step can be a delight in Jesus
And bring joy and smiles as we go.

Tho' the outward one daily perishes
In Jesus, our spirit never grows old
Old Saints ever shout and give praises
For the hill climb reaches a street of pure gold.

I see the Son-shining at the top of the mountain
The skies are ever so blue
The clouds are all driven away
For I believe my hand is in a Savior's so true.

By His precious faith we do travel
Not by knowledge that we can see
But to believe our hand is in the Savior's
We'll one day dwell in a land ... happy and free.

Danna Robinette©
October 20, 2009
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Music: "How Great Thou Art"

Sequenced By: Bob Barnes
Used With Permission

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