1.Father, I stretch my hands to Thee;No other help I know;If Thou withdraw Thyself from me,Ah, wither shall I go?2.On Thy dear Son I now believe,O let me feel Thy power;And all my varied wants relieve,In this accepted hour.3.Author of faith! To Thee I liftMy weary, longing eyes;O let me now receive that gift;My soul without it dies.4.Surely Thou canst not let me die;O speak, and I shall live;And here I will unwearied lie,Till Thou Thy Spirit give.5.How would my fainting soul rejoiceCould I but see Thy face!Now let me hear Thy quickening voice,And taste Thy pardoning grace.6.I do believe, I now believeThat Jesus died for me,And that He shed His precious bloodFrom sin to set me free.