Let Me Walk with Thee

Father

let me feel Thy pre­sence;

Come

dear Lord

ab­ide with me

I am thirst­ing for Thy guid­ance

Let me dai­ly walk with Thee.

Father

guide me

lest I per­ish

Lead me

Je­sus

ev­er­more;

To the liv­ing fount of wa­ters

For my feet are bruised and sore.

Oft the ills of life o’er­whelm me

As I jour­ney to that rest

But sweet serv­ice I would ren­der:

Come! Abide with­in my breast;

O

I hunger for Thee dai­ly

Cleanse my heart from crim­son stain

Wash me

and I shall be pur­er

When Thou com­est soon to reign.

Bring me to those heav’n­ly man­sions

May my name be there en­throned;

Let me walk with Thee

my Fa­ther

Just as En­och did of old.

Robe my heart as with a gar­ment

In Thy like­ness ev­er­more;

Lord

I hear Thee gent­ly knock­ing—

I will op­en wide the door.