HYMN 569

C.M.S 371 H.C 536, 8s 6 (FE 596) 
“My defence is with God, who saveth
the upright in heart” - Ps. 7:10



1.  O Holy Spirit, Friend unseen

     The faint, the weak on Thee may lean 

     Help me, throughout life‘s varying scene 

     By faith to cling to Thee.


2.  Blest with communion so divine 

     Take what Thou wilt, shall I repine 

     When, as the branches to the vine

     My soul may cling to Thee.


3.  Far from her home, fatigued, opprest, 

     Here she has found a place of rest

     An exile still, yet not unblessed 

     While she can cling to Thee.


4.  What though the world deceitful prove,

     And earthly friends and joy's remove 

     With patient uncomplaining love 

     Still would I cling to Thee.



5.  Oft when I seem to trend alone

     Some barren waste with throne o'er grown

     A Voice of love in gentlest tone

     Whispers, “Still cling to Me".


6.  Though faith and hope awhile be tried 

     I ask not, need not, aught besides 

     How safe, how clam, how satisfied 

     The souls that cling to Thee!


7.  They fear not life's rough storms to brave 

     Since Thou art near and strong to save, 

     Nor shudder e'en at death's dark wave 

     Because they cling to Thee.


8.  Blest is my lot, whate’er befall

     What can disturb me, who appeal 

     While, as my strength, my rock, my all, 

     Saviour, I cling to Thee?  Amen