| Song | Father I Stretch My Hands To Thee |
| Album | John Wesley’s Collection of Hymns |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
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| Tags | Father I Stretch My Hands To Thee |
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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 Thy Only Son Endure
Before I Drew My Breath;
What Pain, What Labour, To Secure
My Soul From Endless Death!
O Jesus, Could I This Believe,
I Now Should Feel Thy Power;
Now All My Wants Thou Wouldst Relieve
In This, The Accepted Hour.
Author Of Faith, To Thee I Lift
My Weary, Longing Eyes:
O Let Me Now Receive That Gift!
My Soul Without It Dies.
Surely Thou Canst Not Let Me Die;
O Speak, And I Shall Live!
For Here I Will Unwearied Lie,
Till Thou Thy Spirit Give.
How Would My Fainting Soul Rejoice,
Could I But See Thy Face!
Now Let Me Hear Thy Quickening Voice,
And Taste Thy Pardoning Grace!
