As I travel thru this pilgrim land
There is a Friend who walks with me,
Leads me safely thru the sinking sand,
It is the Christ of Calvary;
This would be my pray'r, dear Lord, each day,
To help me do the best I can,
For I need Thy light to guide me day and night,
Blessed Jesus, hold my hand.

Let me travel in the light divine
That I may see the blessed way;
Keep me that I may be wholly Thine
And sing redemption's song some day;
I will be a soldier brave and true
And ever firmly take a stand,
As I onward go and daily meet the foe,
Blessed Jesus, hold my hand.

Blessed Jesus, hold my hand,
Yes, I need Thee ev'ry hour,
Thru this land, this pilgrim land
By Thy saving pow'r;
Hear my plea, my feeble plea,
Lord, dear Lord, look down on me,
When I kneel in pray'r,
Blessed Jesus, hold my hand.

Jesus, hold my hand, I need Thee ev'ry hour, Thru this pilgrim land Protect me by Thy pow'r; Hear my feeble plea, O Lord, look down on me, When I kneel in pray'r I hope to meet you there,